Faith, hope, and... Blood?

Faith, hope, and... Blood?

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Hi I'm Love. A hopless romantic, born of two poet lovers. My parents were both writer's, who died in a car crash, when I was 15. I spent the rest of my time growing up, on my own, trying to find a love like theirs. Several relationships later, I learned that no arms, is better than being wrapped in the wrong ones. Have I given up? Maybe a little. But based off my warped perspective of reality, from being raised by Disney; when you give up, that's when the wedding bells start ringing. And hey my names not faith, it's love, and that means I'm allowed to give up a little. I still have hope at the very least, but absolutely lowered expectations. I've still gotta figure out who murdered my parents anyway. What, did the car crash make you think it was an accident? nah. Law enforcement is no help. They still think it's an accident. But I know my dad, he's been driving since he was 7. He would never make a mistake like this. Oh yeah, did I forget to mention my dads a stunt driver? Well, he "was".
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-COMPLETED- (18+) FOR MATURE PEOPLE ONLY STRONG LANGUAGE SEXUAL SCENES YOU'VE BEEN WARNED (NOT EDITED) Our eyes were locked. It felt like we were staring at each other for hours but I'm sure it was only minutes. He stepped forward and said the word I hate the most, "Mate" once he said that, I snapped out of my daze and took a step back, fear coursing through my body and I started to shake my head. Storm was growling at me, she was very pissed that I was running form our mate but she also understood why. He stepped closer looking in my eyes, all I could see was worry in his but then again, people aren't who they say they are. I felt a hard chest behind me and looked up to see that it was Jordan looking down at me with worry in his eyes, "What's wrong Winter, tell me?" Out the corner of my eye I could see all of them come closer to us and I just freaked and jumped into Jordan's arms, "No, don't let him take me please, he's gana hit me again" I beg him as I cling onto his shirt. I'm a very tough girl and I've gotten very tough in the last four years but all of that came crumbling down soon as I saw him. Will Winter accept or deny her mate? Why is she scared of him?

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