The Huntress: Awakening
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Last published Sat, Mar 30, 2024
Raised in a small Arizonan town with two loving parents, Eleanor Brentwood has always had anything she could ever hope for. However, all that changes when her father passes away.
Four years later, she moves to Nevada to begin her freshman year of college. But, what awaits her at the university is far more than volleyball, homework, and the Grand Canyon. Just beyond the desert valley and over the rolling hills is home to creatures only known to exist through mythical folklore and scary stories told in the dark. Eleanor soon realizes that her family has kept hidden a deep chamber of secrets, one of which holds the true nature of her existence.
Who knew that meeting him on that one fateful night would change everything?
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[Excerpt]:
"Matty, we can't-" I whispered, when one of his hands daringly crept up my spine.
"No, sunshine. We shouldn't, but we most definitely can." He corrected, doing everything in his power to tempt me with his suggestive actions.
"I can't do this with you. It'll break her heart." I clarified, backing myself further into the closet.
"There's just something about you...I can't explain it." The tone of his voice lowered, as his hand slid further up my vertebrae and firmly gripped the back of my neck.
I released a quiet moan, hoping it hadn't been loud enough for him to hear. But, from the way the corners of his rose lips trickled upward, I knew he'd likely caught on. He slowly leaned his head forward, while his free hand wrapped possessively around my waist. He released an extended hum, then hungrily inhaled my scent.
"Has anyone every told you how good you smell?" He mused, now trailing light kisses up my neck. "I can smell your scent. Everywhere." He murmured darkly, causing my cheeks to gradually heat up.
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