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Maybe this was how moving forward started, one genuine conversation, one hopeful yes at a time. ... Please check out my W*****d and A****n for more amazing works. W*****d @creesey1234 and A****n @author Cree Say. I'm note active there and the stories are more wonderful in each book

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My head was hurting a lot . I woke up trembling , sweating profusely and with tears in my eyes. Josy quickly woke up asking why I was trembling but I could not form words not even a letter could come out . I was quivering and felt myself broken like glass which when broken could not be fixed .What have I done to deserve this ? Josy handed me a glass of water and I politely took it and emptied it. I'm scared ,insecure, depressed,tired of living and a walking dead . I answered Josy with a hoarse voice .

One wouldn’t know if it was a water droplet from the waterfall’s constant roar or if it came from his eyes. “Listen to your dragon, Creed. I only want you, you are the only one that would make me happy,” I pleaded. I pleaded like a little girl wanting the lollipop from the candy store. How did I result to this? Also begging for a man not like me in the slightest. I promised myself I would never succumb to such a thing, especially with stories and stories I had written, but this was different. Different land, culture, men and women, creatures of unexpected proportions staring at me in the face.

“P-please, d-don’t cry. Please.” . . Author's Note:- These chapters were difficult. I don't know how many times I stopped, took a pause and started writing. And then erased, and wrote, and cried. But, it's going to get better, right? They have each other. It has to be better, they deserve it. . A. Gupta

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Thank you from the bottom of my heart, Oh yeah, I forgot there are many other beautiful stories written by me, Mafia and billionaire - Destiny Rebirth and Love - Rebirth of love Fated mates and rejection - His unwanted mate, His unwanted human mate. Please try giving them a read as well and I am sure you will love them. With love, Author Sree.

While holding onto that thought, dropping my butt on the white sands and bursting out crying was the only thing I could do. "Do you want me to tell a story?" Alpha Marco's suddenly appeared behind me. He was not looking at me but at the wide blue ocean in front of us. Then he slightly curved the tip of his lips. "Can that story change history?" I muttered back, trying to ease off to control my tears from falling to my cheeks. Marcos suddenly chuckled and dropped his butt on the white sands next to me. "One day, there was a male wolf who loves to write letters. Every time the world was so mean to him, he always expressed his thoughts through writing..."