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She looked back at the group and noticed a third man had joined them. He was ridiculously tall and wearing a hooded black jacket, with leather gloves. He was holding a long knife, caressing the blade with his fingers. He was covered in tattoos, accentuating the veins in his forearms.
[ ... ]
She met his eyes. Bright blue eyes, reflecting against the lights of the nightclub. Y-n could hear Simon trying to speak to her in the background, but she couldn't process his words. He took a few steps closer, revealing his face. He had sharp features. His cheekbones were high, and his jawline was extremely defined. His messy light blond hair went down to his neck. Who.. Who is this guy?
Welcome to my book! I'm back to Wattpad after a long break, ready to write some interesting, steamy, and captivating chapters <3 stay tuned! This story is written by using she-her pronouns, but feel free to use your own!
--To the people coming on here for the Peter Ballard tags please let me know if you would be interested in such fanfic or imagines! I'll create a second book for that :)
This book will have some sm3tt, so be aware of that. Violence, a bit of gore but nothing too crazy. Just some shadow hunters business doing their jobs!
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