Strike The Sword [ON HOLD]

Strike The Sword [ON HOLD]

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[Highest Ranking: #169 in moongoddess] [Highest Ranking: #78 in luck] [Highest Ranking: #43 in lunarchronicles] - - - The door only in arms length so close but yet so far. Whispers of cold air dance in the room alerting me that there's a presence behind. The unsteady tension growing increasingly yet no movement is made. For what seems like hours facing this huge oak door, only minutes whisk by. "Let me try and heal you" his strained voice called out. No reply "Please?" He begged again. I blew out a slight breath I didn't realise I was holding in. "You can try to heal an open wound but it may never heal." I answered, my voice becoming slightly strained, still facing the wooden door. "Thank you." The voice sounded light as a feather as if a heavy weight had been lifted off. My nod barely noticeable, with that I swung the door open and closed it hearing every cog turn. My back leaned for support against the door which separated me from the figure. I sighed. What have I gotten my self into... ___________________________________________ Hi. So I'm almost 18. No parents their dead. All I have is my Aunt but she won't be coming back any time soon. Yes she got re-married and moved out or so I'm told. Sounds awful right? I have suffered ENOUGH in this day and age. Since things have happened so early in my life, I've learned to be more independent too independent that I ended up putting a wall to anyone and everyone. But the well built wall seems crumble to pieces when two invading forces try to break in -- to get to my past; to reach me before my past consumes me...whole. But let's not forget that this is our werewolf story. **** Remember May The Moon Goddess be ever in your favour... This isn't going to be a cliché I'm trying. Please do not copy or rename this story to make it yours because if you do I will find out thanks.
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CAUTION CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT. "Say it, Allison," he said, his voice low as he trapped me against the rough wall. A shiver ran down my spine, his voice pulling at me, the power in it making me want to do anything he asked. I shook my head, afraid my voice might betray me. His teeth lightly grazed my neck causing a sigh to get past my lips. I could feel him smile against my skin. He knew he was going to get what he wanted one way or another. I tried to slip away, but he grabbed my wrists, pinning them down tightly. He pressed his hard body against me. I was aware of every inch of him that was touching me. "Don't think you can just leave. We're not done yet." My stomach tightened at his words, the desire inside burning for him. My damn body at war with my mind yet again. He slid his hand up to the edge of my shorts, slowly working it's way up as his mouth trailed small nips from my neck to my collar bone and lower, stopping only when he reached the fabric. I could feel my resolve weakening as his hand reached its destination. "Say it," he demanded. I moaned, my head tipping back as he moved expertly. I wanted to say it then, I really did. But if I said the words, there was no going back. ***************** Allison Cole has just turned seventeen. Most girls would be excited, but she doesn't see it as anything special. She can now find her mate, wherever he is. But she doesn't put much stock in mates or true love. How could something like that be predetermined? Things only go from bad to worse when on that very day she discovers who her mate actually is. Will Allison be able to overcome her bleak thoughts about mates and accept hers? Or is the man bad enough to make her run away? Caught between her body, her mind, and what's best for her pack. Allison must make her decision. Is it worth it?

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