Chasing My Rejected Luna

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wolf, I did not have the urge to run on a normal basis, so I would just lock myself away in my room with a cup of tea and a nice book. I would often sit in my window seal and read as the sun shined down, giving me a sense of peace. I

e rays beating down on me. After some time of driving, we finally pulled onto a dirt road. I am sure when the snow melted, leaving this street was not an easy task to do. Trees lined the winding road until a humongous home came into view. The house was more like a mansion, suitable for a king, no doubt. It stood tall, bricks on the bottom painted white in color whi

book in my hand. I hoped they had books here. I live my life through books. They brought me sanity while living my life, they also brought me peace I didn't have otherwise. A light tap was on my arm, my eyes breaking away from the garden to see a small figure in front of me. Th

stairs that both led to the first floor, a balcony that over-looked the entrance way. At the top was a crystal chandler that dangled down. Below the balcony was a hallway that led further into the house. I was sure to get lost on my own. It was so entrancing with its beauty. I had never had the pleasure of seeing anything more stunning with my own eyes. I was so caught up in my thoughts about how my life could be, that I almost forgot what was h

." The lady from before said as

reached another huge door that was open. When we entered, I saw many tables cascading throughout the room. It was the dining hall, no doubt. To the

onounce even more. He had short raven black hair just like his mother. Would he also have her button nose and beautiful eyes? Or would that part of him favor his father? I had this sudden desire. No. It was more like a need to see his face. Seeing his backside made a sudden desire wash over me that I couldn't explain. Something inside of me begged for my body t

ips. My body went limp at that momen