His Unwanted Mate

"And what are you to me?" He was mocking me. "Your mate," I answer. Chandler rolls his eyes and chuckles. The chuckle sends shivers down my skin. In a heartbeat, Chandler was in my face, a little too close. I could smell peppermint when he started speaking. "Sweetie, You're my unwanted mate."

Dont Read at night

These spine chilling stories will make you squirm and duck for cover under your blanket. If you like horror this is a good book for you. But one word of advice... Don't read this at night.