Desired
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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Jun 12, 2019
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Paranormal
Desired Four weeks have past since Zechariah quit his job and was raped. And he's starting to notice things going on with his body If being raped wasn't good enough his body is acting weird on top of that. But soon after finding out he's a wolf zech figures out that's he's a special type of wolf the white wolf and there's another who's meant to be his mate the specter wolf. Will these two royal wolves find love and bring the wolf race back into society for all wolf kind or will fate have another plan for them. [i do not own the cover photo] (do not copy this is my story guys and I'll find out) Sorry guys this is a boyxboy if you don't like it then I guess don't read it but either way have a good day loves. Updated weekly (There are times when I get writer block so it will update maybe in two week but it's not common.)
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"What I was going to say was selfish..." He mumbled. I edge closer to him until my hand slowly cradled his cheek. Tilting his head up to look at me. "Please let me know what it was." I beg him pathetically. He begins to chew his lip and that's when I knew he was nervous. Nervous about what? I'm not exactly sure. "With everything I said...I was going to say at the same time...never...leave me." He confessed painfully almost. That's when I lost all sense of control and pressed my lips onto his. Kissing him with all my strength and all the built up desire that's accumulated. I continued to kiss him until at some point my tongue made it's way into his mouth. Tasting a sweet flavor that I've never encountered. As I got deeper in the kissing I feel myself fly back into a tree. Slammed against it that I felt myself lose my breath. Trying to catch it, I look up at Achille. His eyes were now a crimson red that intrigued me. He shook his head and suddenly he was gone in a blur. Confused, I stood as I had to pop my back from the hard hit into the tree. Looking in the direction Achille ran off, I knew I couldn't see him because it'd be a blur. Always thought it was fascinating how when he runs you can't see it. Being a vampire must be...fascinating. Yet he makes it out to be hell. I can't understand that kind of complicity of being a vampire and the issues. I get it, they drink blood. Though there's multiple things beside humans that offer blood! He acts like it's so horrific. I would love to know what it felt like for a day. Just one day...

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