That One Cold Winter Day.

That One Cold Winter Day.

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She awoke to the sound of rain, its heavy down pour filling in the silence of the log cabin. She was immersed in darkness. She felt a slight tug at her waist; he kept her company again. She turned to her side to study his face, but she couldn't. So she made a mental sketch of how he looked like. His piercing blue eyes, his rugged jawline which was his most prominent feature. ~*~ Read on to find out more :D
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🎬 Kidnapped Romance YouTube Channel: UCb0EOwy75EU8UQVbvkI-H8A ⚠️ An innocent beauty... and a famished beast. She was running. Branches slapped her cheeks, the gnarled root of an old tree suddenly caught her foot- She crashed to the forest floor with a gasp. The pain shot through her ankle like a blade, but she didn't stop. She pushed herself back up and ran again. A low-hanging branch snagged her veil-rip! Grazed her shoulder too. Still, she ran. Her breath came in broken gasps. She glanced over her shoulder. No one. Only the sound- Heavy thuds. Boots crushing dried leaves behind her. Her bare feet bled as she stepped on a brittle twig. She winced, stumbled, but didn't stop. Her heart was beating in her ears. Louder. Louder. She bit down on her lower lip, tasting blood. Suddenly- Thump! She crashed into something hard. "Ow!" she gasped and staggered back, thinking it was a tree. But it moved. A towering figure was in front. She froze. Then- "No!" she whimpered, trying to back away. Too late. A brutal tug on her hair jerked her head back. "Where to?" His voice was low and cold, his hand clenched tightly in her hair. "Leave me!" she screamed, struggling violently. He started dragging her. "Let go of me!" She fought back, landing a weak punch on his stomach. "Bitch," he spat. "Shut up before I loose all my patience with you." And then- He flung her up and threw her over his shoulder like a sack. In the moonlight, he looked some big bad Werewolf. "Put me down!" she cried, punching his back, clawing-but his skin felt like stone beneath her fingernails. He halted again. And dropped her. She hit the dry ground. Before she could crawl away, he knelt beside her- Then straddled her, his shadow engulfing hers. "No," she whispered, going deathly pale. Eyes wide. Lips trembling. Heart shattering inside her chest. An innocent beauty... A famished beast. ⚠️ This isn't just romance. It's survival. 🥇#1 in Spiritual - many times. Alh

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