Blank Slate (Possibly being rewritten)

Blank Slate (Possibly being rewritten)

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Hello readers! I'm letting all who see this know that I may possibly be re-writing this book. I think it's explained well in the description of the re-write : Worth It. I hope y'all understand and will be excepting to my choice. :) So with that being said, Good morning, afternoon, and night ╰(*'︶'*)╯♡ ---- Intro ---- All I could see was the shadows of two men walking towards my bruised and dirty figure. I hissed at one of the men that started to kneel next to me, but he didn't listen to my warning. When he reached out and touched my shoulder. I let out a low growl and bit into his hand. He shrieked as he tried to pull his hand away... but I refused to let go. He continued to struggle. I then let my teeth sink in deeper letting his blood flow out from his hand. But before I knew it the second figure got behind me and jammed a needle into one of my arms. The world around me started to spin around me as I was consumed by darkness.
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This book will be taken down January 1st of 2022 to be rewriten and edited! "I want to go away." I say raising my voice for the first time since I've been here. The back of his hand collides with my cheek throwing me to the floor. He growls and I cower before him. "Why are you so mean to me! I am your mate!" I desperately shout. He chuckles darkly as he walks to me slowly. "All you have done is act like a monster." I shout crawling away from him. "I am a monster just like you are my dear." A wicked smirk is plastered on his face. My coal black eyes widen as I shake my head looking into his Icy blue eyes. "No I am not a monster." I whisper. "You are a monster, a pathetic monster but still a monster." He states calmly as he kicks at my feet. I look up at him "Why? Why are you like this. " "Runt, I am a king of beast. King of dragons and you wonder why I am cold? My very power is ice." He grabs hold of my shoulders and lifts me up as his face nears mine. "And I am going to enjoy freezing your heart."

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