"I got in..." I whispered, my heart filling with awe and excitement, "I GOT IN!"
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For Kay, being a werewolf is the last possible thing he could want. While most people picture a werewolf to be strikingly hot with strength and courage, Kay was the exact opposite. He was nerdy and artistic; he would rather draw and paint than fight and kill. While others wanted a soulmate, Kay wanted freedom. In other words, he was a disappointment to his pack.
So, when the chance comes, Kay grabs it with his paws and leaves to become a regular teenager in a regular world...he becomes an art student.
Everything is going great..Kay has had absolutely no contact with his family (not that he cared) and he's pretty good at what he does! However, as we all know, happiness doesn't, and Kay's faced with another obstacle...a roommate. Wait, correction...a GIRL roommate!
From this point, everything spirals downwards...his grades, his social life, his dreams. Kay doesn't realise he's falling, and it's already too late to climb back up.
[COMPLETE]
Sorry this may be cringe, it was written very long ago
A seemingly ordinary, working college girl meets a cool, undeniably sexy boy with millions of followers at his feet.
How will their completely different lives allow, or prevent them from getting what they want? Expect some drama, flirty lines, steamy scenes, funny best friends, and perhaps, an overall epic love connection.
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Carter came around the corner as his eyes darkened with a predatory gaze. Oh no. He took a step forward, minimalizing the distance with every dominating stride, as I froze in my spot. My breath hitched as his arms finally encircled my waist and his eyes locked with mine. In one swift motion, he flipped my body so my back was pressed against his chest and hands gripped the curve of my hips.
"What game are you trying to play at Valerie?" he spoke in a husky voice.
Goosebumps danced along my skin as his hot breath fanned against the shell of my ear and his fingertips lit a trail of blazing heat along the length of my arm.
Mentally shaking myself from the trance of that which is Carter Bryson, I tilted my head towards him and whispered; "One where you'll lose." Quickly escaping his hold on me before the tension became unbearable, I spun on my heel to face him and slowly backed away towards the exit. "Good luck though." I added mischievously.
With a smirk and a devilish glint in his eyes that could even give hell a run for its money, he replied; "I'm not a player though, baby. I'm the gamemaker."
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❗️Mature content. Reader discretion advised.
Started 29/09/18. Finished 16/12/18.
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