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“Yes, you are a sweetheart. You are the sweetest heart.” I smiled. We got out of the mansion and went to the barn. He opened the double door before entering inside. He grabbed his shirt and put it on before heading farther. I followed him and looked around the rough wooden walls with hooks to hold tack, animal stalls with simple latches, straw scattered across the floor, water buckets, a feed trough, and a few dogs sniffing in the corner. I smiled. “How many animals are in there?” I asked. “Twelve,” he answered and walked farther before opening one stall and bringing a brown horse.

Noah gritted his teeth in annoyance and pressed the gas. "Hold your horses Psycho." ~~~💗~~~

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Elliot said in frustration, Amelia thought for a few moments before agreeing with a sigh, they let go off each other’s hands and suddenly ran in opposite directions leaving the monster temporarily at loss. “Hey worm-head, come catch me if you can.” Elliot shouted while waving his spear, the monster didn’t understand his words but it understood his taunting and took off after Elliot who already resumed running, Amelia took this chance and began firing arrows, like streaks of light the arrows the arrows flew but the moment they touched its exoskeleton there was the sound of colliding metals before the arrows snapped in half and Amelia cursed under her breath, she nocked and fired again, this t

He already had a racing bike, but he wanted to get one that could go on road and off road for gravel roads and trails. "I found the perfect early birthday present for you," Emily announced. "The Ventana Nemesis." Byron was in the middle of working something out on his computer, so he didn't look up right away. When he did, the motorcycle of his dreams was staring him in the face from the glossy catalog. "It's 400 CC engine will take you anywhere across the most rugged terrain," Emily continued, "And maybe I'll get one for myself too... a smaller one, like this Ventana Minion."

Alpha Jasper West, a high-strung rodeo enthusiast, is enjoying his life and winning big as a bull and bronc rider in the lower states of the US. However, he receives an urgent call to return home to Montana and the Medicine Rock Pack. Before he can leave New Mexico, he unexpectedly meets his mate, Lianna Baca, who’s a barrel racer. Despite his urgency to reach home, Jasper decides to take Lianna and her horse along with him on the journey back home to Montana.

But that's it. Still, in the back of my mind a small voice whispers that I would remain undesirable for the rest of my life. "Hold her up," Stephanie says to her friends, and I panic, knowing that this isn't going to end well. I struggle harder, my heart thumping faster as she lifts a hand to slap me. That's when the deep, throaty rumble of an engine fills the air. A black Mustang slides to the curb with the predatory grace of a panther, the tires grinding against the asphalt.

I assured him. “Again, can’t wait.” He sarcastically said, but I could’ve sworn there was a glint of relief in his eyes. “Enough of this gushy talk, tell me, how do you feel?” “Normal.” “Ok, good start. Come smell me.” Max asked, sticking his neck up for me. I took a whiff, sandalwood, but this time I sneezed at the smell. “Perfect. You're cured for the time being. Now let me go find a way to get rid of these urges for the beast, but not the beast’s sister.” Max began walking out mumbling something along the lines of, “can’t live with um, especially when they don’t let you kill the one thing that could ruin our clan.”