Left Outside Alone
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I'm an angel and my story starts when I find my self alone in a forest, I can't remember anything about my past. For years I've fended for myself until I run into the one and only guy, my mate, I literally run into him. His deep sea blue eyes looking down at me strong hands steadying me "mate" he growls looking down at me with lust in his eyes. Maybe I won't be alone for much longer but things are always to good to be true for me.
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"Apres chaque conte de fée, il y a une fin indésitive, un destin a parcourir. Au delá des flames, des Océans déchaines, j'ai sombré dans le noir. A ce moment lá, j'ai vu cette lumière qui m'appellait au loin" I heard the masculine voice singing and I found myself enjoying every bit of the song like I knew that song. I was about to stand up and find out where this voice was coming from when I felt a presence next to me. I quickly turned around to be meet by a green eyes, making my heart melt right now. I looked at the men intensely. He was much taller than me and looked much older than me too, around 20-24 years old. He had black hair and look like a fucking Greek god I must say. i stare at him, taking in his every beautiful features. "Damn" I found myself thinking. He was not less than a Greek God. He was muscular, and from the shirt he put, you could see his 6 pack and toned abs. His face was a beauty. I could stare at him and never get bored. "What the hell?" I thought. Why was I drooling over a guy like that? I was so busy thinking about the sexy stranger that I didn't notice, he was so closer to me. I look at him and suddenly out of the blue, he put his right hand on my cheek. Like he was admiring me, making sure I was no illusion. At that very moment, I felt sparks from the contact of our skin in my body and everything became a blur to me. Only one word could be form in my mouth. The famous word "mate". I looked at him eyes wide. My face shocked. "How?" was the only thing I could think of. Oh my gosh! I have a second mate I thought shivering but how the heck? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Who thought Elena's life could get even worst that huh? Well hop in and Lets see if there is even a little light in Elena's dark life.Complete
Full Blooded- DISCONTINUED
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