A Willow's Wind

A Willow's Wind

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Fantasy
Rachel whispers to me, "Don't sit by him Willow, that's Ace Black. He's some freak from out of town. I've heard people say that he was in this creepy cult and that's why he couldn't come to school before. Stay away from him Willow, he's dangerous," and points towards a tan skinned boy in a black hoodie. My eyes search for Ace and it land on him once my eyesight reaches the back of the room. I see the seat around him empty and the people that are seated relatively close to him are leaning away from him like he's a ticking time bomb. I stare at him for a moment and see his hazel hair which complement his deep violet eyes. I look to his right cheek and gasp audibly when I see a huge scar from what looks like a knife. My eyes widen and he turns his face away once he realizes I'm looking. I start to walk over to him, but then Rachel suddenly pulls my arm sharply and forces me to sit down next to her in the front of the classroom. "I'm trying to help you Willow. You'll thank me for this later," Rachel states. WARNING: There might be some mentions of blood, torture, rape, and harassment. I doubt anyone would, but please do not steal my work.
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"I set a alarm for a twelve o'clock so I could be the first one tell you happy birthday... happy birthday." I'm seventeen now. I turned the complete opposite direction from James, avoiding any eye contact or touch. "You knew." His voice suddenly sounded like a country love song to my ears. Everything's different. The smell of Cinnamon and Chocolate chip cookies fill my nose. My wolf already knows, and she's scratching at my insides to get to him, but I want cement to cover my feet and hold me here, forever. "Yes, I did, Victor told me." I shut my eyes really tight as his aroma got stronger, telling me he's walking toward me. I want to keep walking, but I know that in one step my feet will betray me. "I don't want, this, James... I don't want it." ================ *This book does has one scene of sexual content*

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