SO I HAVE TWO MATES?

SO I HAVE TWO MATES?

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Tennis..The only thing that keeps me alive and going ...I've always wondered how i was blessed with these amazing skills and agility...I mean I could practically do any sport...I guess some great great someone in my lineage had it ...cause my parents don't have a single athletic bone in their body. Speaking about my parents, I don't really know what to say because they are just...very strange one minute they love me and the other, they are throwing a knife at my face..well, that's by the way I feel i've conquered that aspect of depression , i just hide in my room and sneak around doing my chores..i would soon be free anyway I'm 17 now. People always remind me constantly that i look nothing like my parents..I've never actually had the courage to tell them that and ask some questions surrounding my birth, maybe I'll try soon. I was born with exceptional features..green eyes, full round lips, long lashes, great skin, a great ass and let me not even mention how sexy i look...some of my friends want me to become a model but that's not my dream, Tennis is or so i thought...Till the day my whole life and existence was explained to me...So Vampires and Werewolves are real?...and i am to be one of them. This is an exceptional story which I hope you'll love ...please stick with me, support and let's move together to the top!!
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BOOK THREE OF THE BLACK SERIES *this book CANNOT be read as a stand-alone* -- "Get the hell off of me, Lucian," I snapped angrily, smacking the palm of my hands on his muscular back as he carried me out of the club. "Who the fuck do you think you are?" It wasn't until he carried me upstairs and into a VIP room that he set me on my feet. I wobbled from the combination of my heels and the alcohol finally reaching my brain. It didn't stop me from glaring at him, but he just stared back, his eyes blank. As always. He's never been a talker, unlike me. What the hell was he even doing here? "You can't just walk on the dance floor and throw me over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes," I snapped, trying to get passed him. "I'm not a kid anymore, Lucian, okay? I'm not yours to protect - I never have been!" Hearing those words must have triggered him because he snapped. Lucian roughly grabbed me by the waist and pushed me against the cold wall, his body pressed right against mine. My eyes widened in shock and I met his blazing glare, feeling his hand creep up to my hair and twist it in his knuckles. I tried to force the lump down my throat but felt the confidence leave my body. "I can do damn well as I please when I see my woman dancing with a man who would want nothing more than to take her back to his place," he growled out, tilting my head up by my hair. Our lips were almost touching. I suddenly can't breathe. "You're mine, Mia," he spoke, this time his words low and raspy. "You always have been - never fucking forget that."

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