*UNDER REVISION*
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!TW!
This book contains strong language, sexual content, drugs, drug abuse, self-harm, and death. Reader desecration is advised.
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"You wanna try?" Peep was referring to his skateboard. "I'm scared but it looks so cool when you do it," He chuckled at me making me smile. "Come on, you can hold on to me," getting off the skateboard, he grabbed my hand and helped me get on. He didn't even make me do anything, he just held my hands and pulled me to our next destination.
"So tell me, what's your real name?" I was curious. I have been since the day I met him at the corner store. "It's Gustav Elijah Åhr," I smiled at this. "Oh wow, we're giving full governments now are we?" I giggled. "Well, you already know mine,"
"Don't you have a middle name?" He asked shocked. "Nope, my dad thought it would make my name too long. He says middle names don't mean anything because it's only your first and Last name that'll be known to the world," His head dropped for a second. "Your dad sounds really supportive," His voice was quiet, I had obviously said something wrong or triggered something.
"When he wants to be. He's never really around. He's not even home now,"
Peep would stop pulling and ushered me to get off which I complied with. We were in front of a tan-ish house. "Welcome to my humble abode. We're gonna watch the stars tonight,"
BOOK ONE OF THE CURSED SERIES
"What's your name?" His voice was a delicate murmur in her ear.
"Alice," she breathed, gasping as he nipped at her lobe. Their bodies swayed to the music, ignorant of the people around them. She was falling into the abyss of this man, of his seduction and thrall. Her stomach clenched involuntarily as he breathed her name in a throaty groan.
"I like that," he murmured as he trailed his tongue down her neck, nipping at the skin at the base of her throat.
Alice opened her eyes at the glaring flashing lights above them. She wanted him. Gods how she wanted him...
"What's your name?" She dared to ask. Her throat was dry and parched from the heat, from the man that ground his pelvis into her ass...
He chuckled, fingers trailing down her right thigh, "so responsive," he murmured as she moaned, gasping for cool air.
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When Alice seeks out a popular club in hopes of curbing the misery that 'the one that should not be named' had caused, she most certainly didn't anticipate stumbling upon a man who would rock her world in a way that 'the one that should not be named' didn't. Nevermind the prospect of stumbling upon someone who was of another species entirely. Although, she tried to forget about that part. And let's be honest here, it's not exactly easy escaping an Alpha that claims to require Alice for his survival. But like her gramps had told her- "there's nothing like a good kick to the balls."
Though, that didn't quite work in her favour a year down the line. How, do you wonder? Well, it's a damn long story to tell.