Wonderful Pain

Wonderful Pain

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Ashley Goodman lives for fashion, the parties, and most of all, the guys. With medium-brown hair, blue eyes, and a perfect smile, she is the envy of girls and the dreams of boys. She is a girl to die for...and that is not something to be taken lightly. Ashley is also a werewolf, and one with a particularly dangerous "gift". Upon turning 18 her senior year of high school, she has developed the gift of a Siren. Any boy falls helpless to her command, and she does not even have to sing. Any commanding phrase she utters is immediately their life goal to obey, and almost no one can stop them. Ashley is unaware of the dangerous weapon she possess. So one night, can a hateful comment become a death sentence for young Theo Jarga?
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Warning: DARK ROMANCE Story contains detailed mature scenes possessing dubious consent not recommended for age group below 18 years old. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Prologue Shadows engulfed his angelic features oozing devilish intentions. It wasn't until he took a step towards her did the gravity of situation descended upon and even then she couldn't do anything but shake in fear. She knew making a run for it won't do a thing, calling was not an option and if she screamed...she opened her mouth to shrill but a meek plea came out. Her body's lack of response terrified her, tears gathered in her orbs with horrible anticipation. With his each step nearer she gripped the frame of her window tighter hoping to keep her balance. It took him three steps to be inches away from her body. He slowly took his suit jacket off, making himself comfortable as he amusingly watched her shaken face. She was so horror-stricken to even look at his face. She gulped as his hand cupped her neck in a gentle grip, guiding her eyes to his. His eyes slipped from the hold of her eyes to her lips in a second. She grew self conscious all over again. His heated gaze on her lips was unwavering. In the moment of bewilderment and growing self awareness her tongue unconsciously wiped her lips wet and it was all it took for him to descent on her lips. Description Had it been upto him he'd have broken her down to pieces and never put her togather, instead, he let her build herself, he watched her collapse and stand, die and live, float and drown all the while playing her body like a putty in his hand. Her husband had never been gentle, his ways was one of his kind. He read her like a book and used her spells against her. She was vividly aware of what she was getting herself into but nothing could prepare her for the don who brought everyone on his feet and she was no exception. How would she survive his ways or even would she?

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