Werewolves are real?

Werewolves are real?

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Paranormal
Looking up into his eyes my breath catches, why does it feel like I already know this man? I've never met him before, but it feels like I've known him for ever. My heart thuds as he moves closer to me. "Your mine.." His voice is deep and masculine it causes shivers down my spine. "Mate." Mate? Why does that sound familiar and what does it mean? Whatever it means, deep in my bones it feels right. My body electrifies as his hand comes up to caress my face softly, his hand feels rough with calluses but soft at the same time. My name is Lizzy, and my whole life I have always read about the supernatural. Vampires, Werewolves, Fairies, Mermaids, etc. No, I have never met one, but that doesn't stop me from believing and hoping they could be real. T actually meet one? Now that would be grand, but there's always a catch, and surprises around each corner. It would be the best day ever, even if it happens to downfall from there.
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*Mature Content Warning* I rest both my hands against the table. "I'll go on another date with you, if you tell me one thing about yourself that no one else knows." He's silent for a long moment, pondering my offer. Eventually he quirks his fingers at me. "Lean closer." Bracing myself against the table, I lean over it toward him, noting every detail about his face as I get closer. Every hair, every freckle. His beautiful is unimaginable. His breath warms my skin, dancing over my ear as I dip my head toward him. Will he kiss me, and make good on my sinful thoughts? His voice is like an erotic caress as he murmurs in my ear, "I'm a murderer." *** She cannot escape him. On a blind-date, she unknowingly meets the most dangerous man to exist, and falls into his world of darkness and desire as both his mate, and his worst enemy.

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