rejected now wanted

rejected now wanted

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"WHY,WHY what did I ever do to you tell me tell me "I screamed at the bastered who rejected me as his mate at the top of my lungs with tears streaming do my cheeks that could make a river "tell me tell me what have I ever done to make you rejected me tell me" I shouted as if I was going mad he turned with a famous smirk on his face while his eyes shows hatred and discusses he laugh "you want to no why I don't want a ugly weak and phatic mate I would rather die than have you as a mate I really think the moon goddess made a mistake by choosing you as my mate" WITH saying that he walked away
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Original and un-edited version of my first book "The Kings Luna" In all it's grammar errors and cheesy snd boring storyline . !!Disclaimer!! This book is for entertainment purposes only and may not be copied and used by anyone or any application. The large door closed and he turned to face me. He had the kind of face that stopped you in your tracks. I couldn't help but let my eyes wander. He was incredibly built. Chest muscles bulging and his biceps balls of strength. His long legs were swelling with muscle. He looked like a perfect Greek statue. No, he was a perfect Greek god. He turned to me and growled. "Mate," the word left our lips in unison without even the slightest amount of effort. His eyes returned to normal color as he studied my face. Noticing my slight fear he spoke, "I'm sorry, my love," reaching over and grabbing my hand and placing a gentle kiss on my knuckles. "Tu sei la donna più Bella che abbia mai messo gli occhi su," he spoke in an unfamiliar, yet beautiful language. He kissed my hand and caressed my face. "What does that mean?" He chuckled loudly filling the room with his sexy raspy voice. "You are the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on," he answered. "What is your name my love?" "Bianca North," I spoke proudly. "Not for long," he smirked.

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