Fall In Love With The Werewolf Prince

Fall In Love With The Werewolf Prince

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Do you know about the shape-shifters? You mean the Lycantrope or Werewolves. If you don't know about these you can read my story, but take note they are just a myth. A girl who living a half blood, she doesn't know about her abilities. Until her curiosity find the history of the Werewolves, she knows that the Werewolves or a Wolf are just a myth. But she is like them, she's the stipulate who can fight against the Devilians. She Fall In Love With The Werewolve Prince-no! She already Fell In Love. By the way she is Katana Moon Xavier our living Half Blood. Enjoy reading shubabies! -shubidibudibi
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-sample- "Answer my question and I would more than love to continue." I find myself nodding frantically and his chuckle echoes in his body. "Use your words." I find myself blushing again but I say nothing. He pulls a breath away from me. When I continue to say nothing he leans back down, briefly brushing his lips over mine with no pressure behind it. His hand on the base of my neck moves up slightly, tilting my head back to his side so my neck is to him. His fingertips brushing over my skin sends a large wave of tingles through me and I can't suppress the shudder that leaves me. He brushes his nose against my neck and I tighten my fisted hand to a point of pain. His hand on my waist quickly goes to my fisted knuckles and smooths them out onto his chest once again. "Can you feel how fast my heart beats for you, Celeste?" It is much faster now. "It's because it belongs to you. All of me? Belongs to you." ~ Finding herself suddenly alone and injured, Celeste finds herself on the grounds of one of the largest packs in the country. Scared of what will become of herself, she never expected to meet her mate and she definitely didn't expect him to be the Alpha of the pack. Xavier always longed to meet his mate, longed to complete his family. And when she, a rogue and a runt, ends up on his pack lands, he vows to protect and love her. Only how can he protect her when mysteriously scentless rogues are attacking more packs every day? When an old enemy of Celeste's makes an appearance in plain sight? When every sign of danger seems to be pointed in Celeste's direction? ~ #3 in Werewolf #5 in dark fantasy #39 in Supernatural #25 in fantasy-romance #1 in rewrite #6 in new adult 💛 this story is exclusively on Good Novel💛 (rewrite of ILR)

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