I Need You....

I Need You....

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Oct 28, 2016
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Cleo and Ares are now eighteen and have been living with a friend of the family for thirteen years. Cleo still lives with the guilt of her families death for all this time and always finds herself falling deeper and deeper into her problems. Ares has been noticing and feels guilty for only being able to hold her and tell her everything will be fine. Ares has always planned to getting revenge, but her knows that Cleo would want to help out. Cleo was meant to go back to their old house one day and start everything from anew like her father dreamed. Ares knew that by the meaning of Cleo's which is why he understood why their father gave Cleo her name. Ares fears that the faint ringing sound will fade if his sister continues to hurt herself mentally. He knew she loved to run in the woods like they did when they were kids, but when they both start to have fun they realized that the territory they were raised in wasn't the one they were born in. But that didn't stop Cleo's heart from racing or Ares from getting flustered. Cleo may be broken, but Ares soon realizes when she gets closer to Kayson that her heart isn't broken like she is. He believe Kayson is the one for his sister until the familiar scent hits their nose. Cleo knows now that her and Ares will have to fight their own battles by themselves even if it costs them their lives. Ares is proud of his sister for being the Alpha he and their father always dreamed of her being, but he would never thought she would turn down her mate just to reach her goals when their father and mother told them that they could go mad if they deny their mate. But Ares fear for his sister's life more than anything and Cleo just wants to reach her goals even if it kills her.
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Ares

• MATURE STORY • Sydney couldn't help but give her best friend curious eyes after that encounter, watching the stunning man walk away from the corner of her eyes. She saw how he stopped to stare at her best friend. "Care to explain?" she asked, a small smile beginning to erupt. "We're just friends, barely friends even." Grace told Sydney. "But 'just friends' don't look at each other like that, Grace." ♡♡♡♡♡ Grace Sinclair is a sweet, gentle, florist. She owns her own little flower boutique named 'Daisy-Chains'. Ares is the War of God, he's the James Dean of Olympus, angry eyes and deliciously sinful. Zeus, his father, has had enough, demanding for Ares to start acting like the God that he is, Zeus demands marriage, preferably with Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love. Ares decides to pull a classic move on the day of his wedding, 'the run away Groom'. He soon finds himself down on earth in a small little flower store where he meets the temptress he had no idea he'd been waiting for. Grace knows Ares is devastatingly handsome, charming and confident. He is also a conceited, hedonistic playboy, who knows no boundaries. Grace desperately does not want to be attracted to him, but she can't control the overwhelming effect he has on her. Every instinct is telling her to run, to protect herself, so she does, but Ares is not so willing to let her go. He wants her and is determined to have her. She knows she's heading for heartbreak, but how can she run when he won't let her? ♡♡♡♡♡ "I'm going to ruin you. I"ll be your first, and I'll fuck you so thoroughly that I'll be your last, too. You won't want any other man after I've gotten my hands on you. Every last inch of you. You're mine." "I hate you!" she screamed, her eyes lighten with a fierce rage, tears streaming down her face, her fists throwing themselves at his chest repeatedly. "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you." she cried. "S'agapo." he whispered, gently wiping her tears away.

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