The King's Mate - Reconstructing

The King's Mate - Reconstructing

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{Mature Content} RECONSTRUCTION AND EDITING TAKING PLACE. SLOW PROGRESS. Broken. Shattered. Traumatized. Three key words to be describe Elena. She has felt pain, she has felt hate, she has felt rejection. The one thing she hasn't felt is love. When Elena escapes her tormentors, she runs into another packs territory. Currently a rouge, she is captured and taken to the King, a cruel and cold man. But when the King lays eyes on Elena everything changes. UNDERGOING EDITING AND RECONSTRUCTION - This book was previously finished, however I am reconstructing and editing. THE CHAPTERS AVAILABLE ARE THE ONLY EDITED CHAPTERS. This story contains Mature Content, Violence and Abuse. It is not suitable for viewers under the age of 13. Cover Credit - @Black_Spades56
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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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