Push your body past its self-imposed limits
And suffer the wrath of muscle, bone, and sinew
It can be mitigated by medication, but
Nothing will change what you feel, both short term and long, except for time.
Push your body past its self-imposed limits
And suffer the wrath of muscle, bone, and sinew
It can be mitigated by medication, but
Nothing will change what you feel, both short term and long, except for time.
She scowled at her reflection
It was all angles, scars, and knots of muscle
Leaving her bereft of the soft curves she knew he desired
Vapor poured into the window behind her
Envisioning what was about to happen, she punched her image, shattering it
Reaching for a shard, she let it fly, impaling the coalescing vampire. “How about that curve?” she muttered.
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Fraser combed his arm hair against the grain
Unleashing waves of golden amber hair to crash back upon hardened muscle
Rays of sunlight danced upon the same golden coat covering his back
Really he figured he should shave some of it off
Yet there was the fun of the mystique of being part werewolf that he enjoyed
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Opening the sealed vault
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