The Wild Ones

The Wild Ones

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Rebecca Cousins By MaddsCousins Updated Jan 14, 2015

I froze when I saw the dark figure. He—it was definitely male—stood at the entrance of the clearing
opposite to me, chest heaving. The air grew hotter and I wiped my bangs back. 

“Oh god,” I said and gasped. I clutched my shirt, pulling the fabric from sticky skin. He was much taller than me—at least 6’3”. “Oh god.” He strolled forward and I arched my back, attempting to get away. 
His features were sharp with delicate lips and eyes a darkness I had never encountered. He was lean with broad shoulders and muscles flexed underneath his white t-shirt. I knew I couldn't take him.

He was one of them.

He was a giant.

You can't say coming out of the closet without it sounding gay
fkahazel fkahazel Dec 22, 2014
I think from this point and earlier on you need to really build more of a setting and establishing prominent features of characters so the reader won't forget them. I'm a huge fan of Vein of Love and I can say I love how you incorporate mythology within your stories.