He held me all night in his arms as we fell asleep.
I blink open my eyes in the morning and moved, his body was pressed against mine- my back to his front and his arms were around me with an iron-strong grip. I couldn't move. Even though he was gentle last night, my neck and arm still hurt.
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There are many things in this world that are still a mystery to me. I have been writing since I was 15, on and off. I try to sustain myself financially while doing what I love, but to strive financially, I often lose the drive to write the stories I enjoy and love. It would be my great honor to share my world of fiction, fantasy, and romance with you all. So if you love the stories I write, any support will be appreciated. With All the love ~Violet
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