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Híbridos

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{Minha primeira fanfic Larry,então,se algo tiver errado ou for complicado de entender,avisem por favor}. Johannah Tomlinson decidi curtir a vida e relaxar,aos 45,estava exausta,precisava de um tempo para si e para seu marido,e nessas ferias ,queria levar seus amigos Anne e Desmond Styles,que trabalham tanto quanto a mesma,para se divertirem,mas há um pequeno problema,na verdade um problema de 1.90 de altura e uma fúria indiscutível. (Essa estória e de minha total autoria e não e permitido publicações nenhuma outra plataforma,que compartilhar minha história em seu perfil? Peça antes,por que plagio eu não perdoou e nem deixo passar,mando o processo.)
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I cupped her face in my hands, rubbing my thumbs in circles over her cheeks. She was having trouble finding words to describe what she felt, and I could relate. I loved her more than words could describe and telling her I loved her was almost an insult to my true feelings for her. My heart ached at just the thought of her not being with me. I honestly don't know what I would have done with myself if I had never went to that stupid party and met her. But, I have a feeling, we would have found each other, eventually. This love's too strong to ignore forever. Both of us had pieces of us missing, that neither of us were aware of until we met. We were like two puzzle pieces that finally connected. "I love you," I whispered, leaning my forehead against hers. "I love you more," she replied in a small whisper, her hand reaching up to caress my cheek while the other rested on my thigh. I shook my head, annoyed and charmed by the audacity she had to think that she could possibly love me more. "I love you most," I persisted, causing her head to moved away from mine as she looked into my eyes. "Always?" She questioned, her eyes unreadable for a moment before a flash of fear passed through. "Forever," I assured her and meaning it. We could live an entire lifetime or for eternity, and my love for her would never fade. It would only grow. There was nothing in this world that would ever change the way I loved her. My, Katarina.

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