Thorns ~[Soulmate Series 1]~

Thorns ~[Soulmate Series 1]~

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In a world where soulmates exist, Mae Granger is destined to find hers. She dreamed of being desperately in love with her soul mate. She dreamed of meeting her mate and falling into his arms, feeling endless passion. And when they meet, he's everything she ever wanted. But she's everything he wanted to avoid. ~ "Why do you keep resisting me?" It was barely a whisper, but it came out. His face remained with the same cold expression on it. I never know what he's feeling. He sighed, "If I could stop resisting this for one moment I would." "But you can. Stop fighting it, it's just hurting us Zander," my eyes grew cloudy and wet. I reached to put my hand on his cheek, but he turned away from me. His eyes became darker, but his expression remained the same. "Believe me, Maevelyn. You're all I want anymore," he put he hands on both of my shoulders, "I want you with me, in my bed every single night but I can't let that happen. You can't expect me to throw myself at you and invite you in, because it's not going to happen."
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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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