¬Luella Death is exactly how I imagined her to be. She has similar features to Thought, with long, straight dark hair that hangs down to her hips. With each time of her head, her hair seems to glimmer with a silver sheen. Her eyes are silver, like Thought’s although a more muted grey. They seem to be alive, like dark tendrils of fog swirl endlessly around her irises. And just to make her more like her namesake, she is dressed to head to toe with skin tight clothing, which is as black as obsidian. She is gorgeous, but undeniably intimidating. I can feel the power radiating off her, as if she is about to grab me, and drag me

¬Luella I raise my hand, starting down at it.I’ve been in another immortals head before, but this time, it’s different, I can feel it. Instead of being able to see into his memories, I am in Revel’s consciousness, able to control his body. Awkwardly, I move his limbs around under my control, feeling the strangeness, but also the power. Revel is a Sin, with power that is different to mine. I can feel is streaking through my veins. Shaking myself off, I think, staring at my own body, which just stares back at me, void of consciousness. I can use this to my advantage for as long as I can, maybe even go speak to Death and find out

¬Luella I know what he’s doing. It’s painfully obvious that he knew Thought was approaching before I did, and him kissing me is his sick, twisted way of getting under my mates skin. With Stace’s lips pressed against mine, his fingers gripping the sides of my face firmly, I’m both so disgusted and surprised, it takes me a moment to react, before I swiftly, pull myself from his grasp. “Get off me,” I growl, refraining from wiping my lips, as tempting as it is. Looking at the doorway, I notice Thought has vanished, leaving an empty, gaping space that has my stomach twisting uneasily. He didn’t think that was real, did he?

¬Luella We left Della behind to look after the home while we continue on our journey, our destination still not having been uttered by Thought. I trust that he is going to take me far away from our reality, somewhere we can relax and not think about what my powers mean, and what enemies they have lured in. And most importantly, it will give us time to explore the reality of what it means to be mates, since our relationship has been strange since we first met. “I thought there could be something else we could do on our way to where I want to take us,” Thought says suddenly, breaking me away from where I was staring ou

¬Luella  Thought and I sit outside on the balcony, looking out across the desert plains that have been casted into shadow by the fallen sun. Night here is remarkable, the once red sound now pale and milky from the brilliant moonlight.   “So you don’t need to sleep?” I ask curiously, glancing at my mate who lounges back in a chair beside me. We have been sitting out here for a while now, talking about the most random things we could come up with. It’s bonding, in a way, drawing closer to each other with only the simple things being shared. It’s how we would have come to know each other in a normal circumstance.  “No. But pure blood immortals do anyway to fill time,” he admits, silvery eyes glistening s