My Life as a Fairytale Creature

My Life as a Fairytale Creature

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"Who are you?" I asked wrapping my arms over my chest. "The name is Noah. Prince Noah, if you'd like," he smiled. "Pleasure," I said sarcastically. "What about you, Willow, who are you?" he asked. "I'm Willow," I replied. "I got that much." Noah chuckled. Willow, a 23 year old Fae just got home from college. She finds out that a previous treaty was broken. Noah a 24 year old Shape Shifter comes home from another year at college and meets Willow.... the enemy. Will they cause war or peace? Will they fall in love? *********** Please tell me what you guys think! I would really appreciate it. Thanks! -Mia
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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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