Wicce and Wylf

Wicce and Wylf

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Fiction
Romance
There is a girl on the hill with a stone at her throat. There is a man in the smoke who walks like fate. One tends to roots. The other brings change. But hush now-don't name them too quickly. The forest watches. The river listens. The hill remembers. And something waits-beneath the skin, behind the veil, between the moment the breath is drawn and the blade is lowered.
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He was born royalty a tri-breed prince, the first of his kind. She was just a human girl with fire in her heart and no idea the supernatural world even existed. But the moment he found her, the bond snapped into place; wild, forbidden, and far too early. She couldn't remember. He could never forget. He watched from the shadows, hungered in silence, torn between the duty of a king and the pull of a mate the universe marked for him. She grew up not knowing he'd already chosen her. But the heat between them only smoldered, scorching beneath every stolen glance, every gift left without a name, every moment she didn't understand and every one he couldn't stop himself from creating. Because some bonds don't wait. And love like theirs? It burns before it blooms.

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