"Oh, my naive little mate! Imprint my name on your heart because soon you are going to moan it, scream it, chant it with all your might when you will let me dominate you." (Chapter 6)
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She was a fierce warrior, but he was a ferocious killer.
She was a leader who protected them, but he was a myth that killed them.
She was ice - always calm and collected. He was fire - wild and untamed.
In the battle of these two, will this ice tame that fire or will that fire consume this ice?
https://www.wattpad.com/story/224475548-ice-and-fire
Please give this story a shot.
It will mean a lot.
(LOL! That rhymes.)