My Father Is My Mate -being edited-

My Father Is My Mate -being edited-

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I followed the amazing scent of hot chocolate and mint I was I closed my eyes and inhaled the amazing smell I smiled and realized I was just a few steps away from meeting my mate I was already planning what we are gonna do for the rest of our lives and how many kids we will have I thanked the moon goddess silently for this wonderful gift I craved the attention and love and I loved the mate process because your mate is by your side everytime you won't ever feel lonely I followed the scent to the big bizarre kitchen my Father made claiming "you will have space for cooking dear" his gruffy deep voice No. How could this happen? I shook my head in disbelief my heart beat's pace went up I felt myself getting warm and sweaty I dropped my books My mouth hung in shock and disbelief my dad looked up and saw me his eyes widened in shock. That's the last thing I saw before falling. -------------------
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Original and un-edited version of my first book "The Kings Luna" In all it's grammar errors and cheesy snd boring storyline . !!Disclaimer!! This book is for entertainment purposes only and may not be copied and used by anyone or any application. The large door closed and he turned to face me. He had the kind of face that stopped you in your tracks. I couldn't help but let my eyes wander. He was incredibly built. Chest muscles bulging and his biceps balls of strength. His long legs were swelling with muscle. He looked like a perfect Greek statue. No, he was a perfect Greek god. He turned to me and growled. "Mate," the word left our lips in unison without even the slightest amount of effort. His eyes returned to normal color as he studied my face. Noticing my slight fear he spoke, "I'm sorry, my love," reaching over and grabbing my hand and placing a gentle kiss on my knuckles. "Tu sei la donna più Bella che abbia mai messo gli occhi su," he spoke in an unfamiliar, yet beautiful language. He kissed my hand and caressed my face. "What does that mean?" He chuckled loudly filling the room with his sexy raspy voice. "You are the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on," he answered. "What is your name my love?" "Bianca North," I spoke proudly. "Not for long," he smirked.

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