The Whisperer

The Whisperer

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The heat between us was melting me. It was incinerating every inch of my body. My heart, my soul, and my state of mind! The wall pressed against my back held me in place. I can't fall for him, I have a war to fight. His piercing golden eyes looked hungry. His tongue slowly licked his lips. Tauntingly. "You will be mine," his voice was husky. I need to win this war. But why is it so hard to stay away from him? -.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. Siren Thálassa was living her best life. Not only is she the princess of Aquila but also the General of the nation's military and navy. But yet there is something off about her. She is a whisperer. The only one living at that. Siren can feel and talk to dragons, not only water dragons but all dragons. Funa, the fire nation's, prince has his eyes set on this powerful woman. An arranged marriage is agreed upon the two nations and the prince chooses Siren instead of her older sister. Will Siren be able to end the war without falling in love or will she fall into a dark hole that might get her or her loved ones killed? "I will win this war," -.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. Mature language and content. Read at your own risk. Text and image Copyright © 2019 by SeattleFront. All rights reserved. Wattpad.
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Here she is. I can see the slope of her spine through that thin shirt. She's made of angles I ache to smooth with a hand, but I'd use my lips if she asked. I brush her knuckles with mine. Her skin is cold, but she flips her palm for more contact. I lace our fingers. It's enough to make her look at me. As those kaleidoscopic eyes meet mine, I hold my breath. Then she sets her lips just under my jaw. It rips the air from my lungs. It's the softest thing I've ever felt. "What was that for," I breathe. She pulls back, lashes damp, and whispers, "You're the kind of person that should be kissed." 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 BOOK TWO C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ mature content ❤︎ romance & friendship ❤︎ yearning Copyright © 2021-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. © All Rights Reserved

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