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The beauty, the serenity—everything about the place screamed Ann. As he approached the door, his eyes landed on a carved heart etched into the wood. Inside it, the words: “GM + DM 4EVA.” He stared at it, eyes lingering. The carving was faded, but lovingly done. There was history here, a story etched into the walls, into the land itself. It was like the cabin had secrets of its own. His heartbeat accelerated. His palms were clammy. He was no longer the confident Rex Radford the campus knew. Here, standing before this sacred space, he was just a boy in love. Vulnerable. Nervous.

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SUSAN Susan's phone wouldn't stop buzzing after Bode posted her pictures from Linda's birthday at the club the other night. In fact, that is her most-liked post on the gram and she still can't get over the fact that people would rather admire half-naked girls than fully clothed ones. She is bewildered as she reads comments upon comments from people who she assumed to be ghost followers and even some of her friends who only remember she exists whenever she posts a cute picture. She scoffs and laughs as she reads Bode's caption to her picture again "this guy is a fool!" Her phone buzzed again, this time it was Henry liking all her club pictures and adding possessive comments on each "Mine" "My

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com/webserial *** ABOUT THE AUTHOR - writing as Alexia Praks (romance) and Bella Chan (BL) Alexia is a self-proclaimed hermit, puppers-loving girl who likes to write anything romance—be it contemporary, historical, fantasy, paranormal, BL, or a combination of any of these. Currently residing in Aotearoa (land of the long white cloud), she spends seventy percent of her time watching anime and reading w*******s and the other thirty percent daydreaming about food and procrastinating. Whatever’s left she actually uses to write books that may or may not bring her a few precious gold coins to support her lifestyle.

He told her and placed his head on the study table, facing her. "Oh, okay sure." She started reading it, as she read through the scene she felt as if her fingers tips were going numb, she was feeling the joy radiating through her body. It was so good. It was so good that she wanted to cry. It was beautiful. She couldn't believe that he had written it. She could feel the scene coming to life right before her eyes, it was so well-defined and well written. She finished reading and looked at him. Her eyes held admiration for him, she never thought that he'd be so good with words. She felt like she was nothing in front of him and that was a big thing to admit as a writer herself.

*** Note: I was having a little writer's block but I just had to write, hope I didn't write a blunder and you all liked it? ©Pop Precious

●●•♢•●● Much Love, Bloom M. Started: 1st January 2021 Finished: *** Like Comment ---

 ~AUTHOR'S POV~

I got out of bed and headed downstairs, hoping maybe a warm glass of milk would do it. I tried to be as careful as I could not to wake up Alpha Callum. He was a powerful werewolf with intense powers and powerful muscles. A thought flashed in my mind as I held on to the warm glass of milk. Alpha Callum bending me over the kitchen counter, his hands on my waist as he buried his thick cock inside of me over and over again. His voice deeper and commanding as he whispered sweet nothings in my ear. I just know he would be better in bed compared to Adam. He would have a bigger dick too.