His eyes don’t leave mine as he steps toward me. Ignoring my thudding heart, I allow his scent to his me, his body, as his hands come up to cup my face, kissing me with a fervent passion that is unmistakably real. His playful words have vanished, no longer wanting to mess around, to jump around want we both want to happen. The bond between us locks tight, every inch of my body begging to be close to him, to not pull away. This is what I want...I want him. He doesn’t have to read my mind to realise what I want, sweeping me into his arms in a way that makes me gasp, walking me slowly over the couch where he lays me down gently. His t

¬Luella I lay beside Thought, waiting for him to wake.I took Stace’s deal, knowing that I don’t have any other choice. Looking at Thought, I realise that it's all worth it, as he peacefully slumbers, the early morning sun casting a wonderful glow over his complexion. I’m not going to tell him about this, knowing he will try to convince me out of it. I will do anything to protect him, to ensure that Stace will not harm him. Stace has asked me to use my powers to get into the head of one of the Virtues - Micah, or humility to be specific. I know nothing about him, other than that he was a part of the group that killed a large number of those from Stace’s realm. At least that’s what he explained to me, and if I’m to believe him, I shouldn’t have an issue doing this.Yet I do...I don’t want to get into Micah’s head if it means he will die not long after. Sta

¬Luella  His eyes sweep over me, the silver of his irises turned milky under the moonlight, an ethereal hint to it.  I’m ready for him to be angry at me, to wonder what I’m doing out here, in the middle of nowhere in almost complete darkness. He doesn’t look angry, as he looks over me intently, likely looking to ensure I’m safe and okay. I’m perfectly healthy, yet utterly mortified that Thought found me...I shouldn’t be surprised, I mean he is far more powerful than me, and possibly knew all along.  “Don’t be mad at me,” I say carefully, holding my hands up defensively. He comes to stand in front of me, not touching me, although the proximity makes me shiver. Last time I saw him, he had no idea

¬Luella  I stare out into the distance, watching the dark clouds shift and crawl along the sky, seeing the shadows tinting the treetop.  “It feels strange being home,” I mutter, glancing up at Thought, who stands behind me. We made it back only today from Karma’s Province. Everything feels eerily quiet here, almost peacefully if I didn’t know what had to happen to make it that way. We haven't heard from Stace, which I can’t decide is a good thing or not. He is still a threat, but for now, we might be okay. “I’m glad you consider this your home now, despite everything that has happened here,” Thought admits, smiling down at me. Now that I’m back here with Thought