"Your mom's kinda a hoe."

"Your mom's kinda a hoe."

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Story I made out of a writing prompt from the Instagram account @writing.promt.s. The prompt goes, "Your mom admits to you that you have some... supernatural blood running through your veins. But she doesn't remember what kind, cause she was kinda a hoe." Literally only two people asked for this but I'm doing it any way.
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17 year old Gwendolyn lives in a small quiet town in Alaska. Her life takes a quick turn when she sees a mysterious and gorgeous man in her dreams. He then keeps appearing in her life and she doesn't know what to do. When this man offers to tell her the truth about herself she doesn't know whether to trust him or not. Her life is turned upside down from one simple decision. And she learns the real reason behind her attraction to this man. ---------------- I slowly walked closer, resting my hands on his chest. He looked me up and down, taking in every ounce of me. I came to a stop and looked up into his golden eyes. He was staring holes into me, trying to figure out if I felt the same way he did. I slowly moved my hand up, caressing his neck and jaw. He moved his hands up, wrapping them around my waist. We were both staring at each other understanding what we both wanted. I slowly closed my eyes, leaning into his grasp. He lowered his head and scanned my lips. It looked at though he was asking for permission. Before he could ask I snaked my hand into his hair, pulling him in. Our lips met and I felt his warmth corrode into me. He was pulling my waist closer, and I was pulling his hair. It was as if we couldn't get close enough. --------------- This is a short love story. Some of the chapters may have mild changes since I occasionally edit them.

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