Magnolia's Room

Magnolia's Room

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On a distant, black populated island not that far south from the state of Florida, lives Ebony Larks. The civilization she survives in, totally different than what she wants her mind to perceive. A beautiful girl that everyone sees but doesn't actually know. A loner of the island. Her chocolate legs are long, head extremely strong. Pretty tough 17 year old but only one subject that brings her weak to her knees; lust for love. Love from a man, a foreign experience she fantasizes yet never orally expresses. When an unknown man comes to the island, showing her the meaning of love, will Ebony decipher if love is what both parties ACTUALLY want? Is love the motive?
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17 year old Gwendolyn lives in a small quiet town in Alaska. Her life takes a quick turn when she sees a mysterious and gorgeous man in her dreams. He then keeps appearing in her life and she doesn't know what to do. When this man offers to tell her the truth about herself she doesn't know whether to trust him or not. Her life is turned upside down from one simple decision. And she learns the real reason behind her attraction to this man. ---------------- I slowly walked closer, resting my hands on his chest. He looked me up and down, taking in every ounce of me. I came to a stop and looked up into his golden eyes. He was staring holes into me, trying to figure out if I felt the same way he did. I slowly moved my hand up, caressing his neck and jaw. He moved his hands up, wrapping them around my waist. We were both staring at each other understanding what we both wanted. I slowly closed my eyes, leaning into his grasp. He lowered his head and scanned my lips. It looked at though he was asking for permission. Before he could ask I snaked my hand into his hair, pulling him in. Our lips met and I felt his warmth corrode into me. He was pulling my waist closer, and I was pulling his hair. It was as if we couldn't get close enough. --------------- This is a short love story. Some of the chapters may have mild changes since I occasionally edit them.

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