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Stories by sommerone
Shunned Whispers
"Mine" I whispered it, my hands were itching to touch her sun kissed skin. Mine all this was mine.
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Lost to the Enemy
"I don't want a mate, well not someone like you anyway" He growled at me his eyes turning black.
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Ensiders
"you young man have a lot of explaining to do bringing that dammed book into our house" his mouth f...