Pretty Obvious

Pretty Obvious

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Anyone who's ever been on the internet has seen something along the lines of 'magical teen heartthrob steals the girl', so here's my take. Enjoy :) Max and Conor meet accidentally. Well, mostly, anyway. Somehow, the goofy 'Big Bad Wolf' and the smallest ball of sass you've ever seen fit together like two peas in a pod. Or, two wolves in a pack? Only one of them is a wolf. Don't get confused. You won't, I mean the whole thing is pretty obvious. . . . CURRENTLY REWRITING at least the first few chapters Submitted for the Wattys2019 contest! ~UPDATES (hopefully) EVERY OTHER WEDNESDAY/THURSDAY~
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Highest Ranking: #1 in Werewolf Watty's 2015 Winner: Talk of the Town 11/23/15 "Literally the best werewolf book I've ever read." -@itsroma "*rereads 10,000,000,000 times and cries every time*" -@stilessparklez "#5thtimereader *I have to vote on all the chapters this time, that's how engrossed in the book I've become*" -@Forevertail "THIS BOOK SHALL BE IN MY LIBRARY FOREVER." -@team_breezyy ________________________________________ "What do you want?" He asked. I clapped my hands together and sighed. "To go home." His face instantly fell. He walked right into that one. "Well that sucks because you aren't going anywhere, kitten." I growled lowly at the nickname and crossed my arms. "Who says?" I argued. "I just did. Now stop acting like a brat and tell me what the hell you want to eat," he said frustrated. I rolled my eyes and turned around to exit the room. "Where the hell are you going?" He yelled at me. I stopped and turned around to look at him. "I don't want to have any food prepared by you. You're hands are probably just as dirty as your mouth. Watch your language," I stated simply and exited the kitchen. ________________________________________ © All Rights Reserved 2014

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