The Fire King's Snowflake

The Fire King's Snowflake

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Coming Soon! --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A girl searching for her freedom, a Fire King longing for his soulmate. His firey amber eyes pinned me with a penetrating stare, and it felt like the breath had been knocked out of me. He was the most beautiful man I had ever seen; his wavy tousled chestnut locks brushed his nape, plump pink lips glistening with mousier as his ragged breaths puffed out of his full pouty lips. The falling sun cast a deep shadow across his high cheekbones and chiselled jaw decorated with light stubble. This man was a living Apollo. My eyes fell lower, taking in his magnificent body; broad shoulders and bulging muscles decorated his body from his heaving rock hard chest to his washboard abs glistening with sweat down to his powerful herculean thighs, straining in a pair of low hanging jeans. He was a god. There could be no other explanation for his beauty. Standing over his prey like the absolute beast he was, he had killed the bear with no more than a swing of his arm... And now, his penetrating gaze was trained on me like I was his prize. Join Esme and Nakoa's journey to finding love and unchallengeable devotion like no other before. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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The room was pitch black but I could still see his handsome face. And even if I were put in a crowd and blindfolded, I would still be able to find him. His musky scent wafted across the bed to my nose. My favorite scent in the world. His eyes were on my face and I stared back. It felt like we were communicating with our eyes. Mine was saying "why won't you love me back?" and I was sure that his was saying "why is this dork staring at me?". At the sad thought I closed my eyes and took solace in the silence in the room, calming my raging emotions and fighting the threatening tears. I was half successful when I heard his deep voice. My eyes fluttered open at once as if they had been waiting for him to speak. "I'm sorry for what I said about you earlier" "It's fine" I managed to croak "I was scared and confused but not anymore" I did not understand what he meant. I looked at his face at the other side of the bed trying to decipher what he was trying to say but his face was blank. "Goodnight Marco" he said and closed his eyes. I lay in the same position, looking at the now sleeping figure. I was confused and curious. What do you mean by not anymore? I asked in my mind as if he could somehow hear me. But he couldn't. And I wasn't brave enough to ask. Afraid that my heart would be shattered again by the same person I had fallen madly in love with. The only person my soul longed for. The only person my body lusted for. I lay in that position, watching him sleep till my eyes gave up and closed on their own. ****************************************************** VOTE

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