I'll die before I give in

I'll die before I give in

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He grabbed a hold of my wrist, stopping me from leaving, "You may be my mate sweetheart, but you will learn your place in the werewolf kingdom, because I am still your king" he said smirking "Well 'sweetheart' I am no werewolf, and you are definitely not my king...." I pulled my wrist from his hand, as my eyes glowed purple. "...besides I would rather die before being stuck with you" I was now the one smirking He growled at my words "your wish in my command princes" and he lunged towards me turning into his beast form. ------------------------- He's the king of werewolves, but she's the next queen of witches. He's feared by all, while she's loved by all. They're both stubborn and confident, so when they find out they're each other's soul mates... They might die before they give each other a chance to be in love... (Authors note: NOT YOUR TYPICAL WEREWOLF BOOK)
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Shadows

"A soulmate." He starts, his voice bounces off the wall of the empty room. "There is nothing more beautiful in the world than them, for they are the epitome of perfect. They are the part you've been searching for forever. The cynosure for each other. Made for each other, like a puzzle, complete. Their scent so beautiful you could smell it for centuries and never get tired of it." He crouches in front of my figure. Lifting his hands and places them on my face and sparks fly across my cheeks, birthing joyful butterflies in my stomach. His eyes dance down my face, and his thumbs move to trace the outline of my cold lips. How much I find myself wanting to lean closer and savor the contact. "There are our better halves, making us whole" --- King meets his Queen Both have memories that are better left untouched. But are they willing to make an exception for each other? Book #1 of the Soul series.

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