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Any Chances Left

Any Chances Left

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Fiction
Paranormal
I never understood why all my friends said that when they found their mate, the scent hits them like a ton of bricks. If it really hit them like a ton of bricks, they would be dead, hopefully. When I smelled my mate, I was speechless. After traveling half of the world, it was hard to believe that my mate was in a town as run down as Sweethills. even harder to believe, was that I had a mate at all.
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My breath hitched when he leaned down to whisper in my ear, "your eyes are beautiful." I couldn't understand what I was feeling, like butterflies in my stomach. I felt all happy and giggly inside, it was scaring me. I wasn't suppose to feel this way, I wasn't suppose to feel anything at all. "You look adorable when you blush," he whispered huskily, causing a shiver to run down my spine. He had such a strong effect on me and I didn't like it one bit. He smelled good though, like cinnamon and forest. His nose brushed against my cheek sending shocks. I pushed him away, and suddenly felt cold. Highest Ranking Original Genre: #13 in Werewolf Highest Ranking Tags: #10 in Mates #11 in Murder #7 in Mine #8 in Gangs #55 in Love (Unedited)

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