Queen's Heart

Queen's Heart

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“Home…I feel at home.” He whispered, his arms tightening around me. I knew I wasn’t the only one to feel this. That would be a cruel fate. And for one who has lived with that her whole life. Finding the one thing she can’t live without being taken away from her before it’s ever really hers would be beyond wrong. Ski Laster is a lonely girl living in a world that hates her. Up until her meets a boy from the Village and the things in her life start to change.
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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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