the wave that saved me

the wave that saved me

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"I love you my little guppy" Zane said engulfing me in his big muscular arms. after a horrific panic attack saysha decides going on a late night trip to the beach with her best friend would help her clear her mind like it always does little does she know who and what's watching her every move since she stepped foot on the beach Zane well known as the loner and grump around town has a deep secret that no one knows of that causes him to stumble upon saysha one night at the beach even tho he was far he could see she was the most beautiful creature he ever saw and couldn't get enough of the sight of her wanting to approach her but as soon as he took a step another girl approached her and began to gather there things to leave the beach ,wanting to go after her still he strides to take another step but a pain in his heart stops him bringing him back to reality and knows that he doesn't have much more time before he has to feed. with a heavy heart Zane ran to the water and swam away to feed but not before making a vow to find saysha and make her his as soon as he's back on land. "I'll be back for you my little guppy" he says into the wind and the sound of the waves hitting under the peer finally swimming away. authors note:I have no clue how this story is going to turn out or if I'll even finish it but I hope you guys enjoy it lol, ~sayi
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His hand shifts under my sweater cuff, sliding up to my forearm. ''Tell me you don't feel it.'' I brush my fingers over his collarbones, just above the worn edge of his shirt. Beneath it, I feel the faint shift of muscle, the stutter in his breathing. He kisses me hot and hard. Like a collapse, His hands slide under my clothes to my neck and my hair where they make fists. My scalp prickles. He lets me taste a future with him, to feel it in the thrust of his tongue and bite of his teeth. I'm panting, and aching, and still, we know this won't change anything. Still, he kisses me bruised. π™π™š π™©π™π™žπ™£π™ π™¨ π™‘π™€π™«π™š π™žπ™¨ 𝙨π™ͺπ™›π™›π™šπ™§π™žπ™£π™œ π™¨π™π™š π™©π™π™žπ™£π™ π™¨ π™¨π™π™š π™™π™šπ™¨π™šπ™§π™«π™šπ™¨ π™žπ™© BOOK ONE C O N T A I N S : ❀︎ sexual/mature content ❀︎ violence/abuse/trauma ❀︎ flawed characters (and development) Copyright Β© 2018-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. Β© All Rights Reserved

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