Aries
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"Aries." A name that sent chills down the spines of every man that lived to tell. He's charming for sure, has a twinkle in his eyes that can only be described as warmth hotter than sunlight on amber, but don't let that glimmer fool you. For the warmth of his eyes are of a power hungry man. A man who's thirst for blood reigned over empires for centuries before and more centuries to come. Because he was no man. He was a beast. The strongest and most feared beast of all. Pack leaders pleaded at his feet. He killed to feel alive. Feeding on the blood of the defenseless, with no heart. Some say the moon goddess was cross with him and never blessed him with a mate. For who could be a mate to a monster? ~ He was the sun, and she was the moon. Soaring too close, she burned into a thousand flames.☯ ~ Rated R [Read at your own risk] Do not copy my book or i'll report you! Rank #1 in Werewolf.
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"She loved like she died. Deeply, and in the end, chaotic. I guess you didn't realize how much she had shook your world until she was dead. Until her blood painted the ground and her heart ceased to beat. She cried every night, you know. She would collapse to the floor and let her tears flow. She wasn't afraid. Not until you beat her down with every harsh word, every little blow. Isn't it a shame? That the only people that can cause us such irreversible pain are the ones we love with every fiber of our being? It's poetic, maybe. That she would have burned the world for you if you asked, and instead you burned her. Love is not something you can push away, alpha. It's the end, and the beginning. It is the creator and the destroyer. Who taught you to hate like you love? Why are your indiscretions not spat on like hers? A shame, really, that you hadn't met sooner. Maybe you wouldn't have fallen so far, and dragged her down with you. But she is far gone, and this time, I'm afraid there is no pulling her back." Highest #21 in Werewolf Cover by liamsanchor9

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