The Black Dressed

The Black Dressed

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Jan 4, 2016
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Paranormal
It was last night, I admit I was nervous. I had to go to some royal ball, like am I committing treason if I was scared and didn't want to have a mate as a vampire? I mean, having a blood sucker for a husband and being turned to one for eternity. That's awful. Not to mention painful. Not to mention everyone was dressed in black, but me.
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"I set a alarm for a twelve o'clock so I could be the first one tell you happy birthday... happy birthday." I'm seventeen now. I turned the complete opposite direction from James, avoiding any eye contact or touch. "You knew." His voice suddenly sounded like a country love song to my ears. Everything's different. The smell of Cinnamon and Chocolate chip cookies fill my nose. My wolf already knows, and she's scratching at my insides to get to him, but I want cement to cover my feet and hold me here, forever. "Yes, I did, Victor told me." I shut my eyes really tight as his aroma got stronger, telling me he's walking toward me. I want to keep walking, but I know that in one step my feet will betray me. "I don't want, this, James... I don't want it." ================ *This book does has one scene of sexual content*

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