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[WATTPAD PICKS - Up and Coming List - 06.07.2018] THE MATURE CHAPTERS He didn't lean down to kiss or even touch me, but he was so close he may as well have been. "Don't think," he said. His mouth chased my lips as I slightly tilted my head to slowly blink widely into his eyes, gone as velvet-dark as his voice. "Just stop thinking, little bird. I can see that clever mind, freaking out-" "But, I-" One eyebrow rose. "I want to see." He gestured to his chest. "Fairs fair." He kissed the side of my neck. His words vibrated against my hot skin. "Just don't think." Graysen Crowther was a young lord raised in the art of violence - a thief, a death-dealer, a spinner of deceit. An iron-fisted enforcer who ruled over the crime lords and the cartels of the world for the dark sect we were born to serve - The Horned Gods. And I was a princess of the underworld, whose subjects weren't thieves and murderers, but stealers of souls, enders of lives. He was an arrogant prick with a cocky smirk, and we were bound together, soon to be married. Pity neither of us desired to marry the other. Pity neither of us wanted to acknowledge the strange heightened-awareness we had of one another - something that shimmered and sparked whenever we were together. As far as I knew, there was nothing special about my family, only our placement as Great House. But me, well, I was different. No one could learn my secret, ever. If the Horned Gods discovered me, they would annihilate my entire family and every single person I loved. Especially Graysen, I could never let him learn my truth. Little did I know, while I was hiding the dark power that resided inside me, he had been hunting me all this time. And neither of us were prepared to admit what we truly felt for the other. Because...I might just like the jerk. HIGHEST RANKINGS: #5 IN URBAN FANTASY #11 IN PARANORMAL ROMANCE
Chapter Sixty Five (Mature Chapter) - NELLE
