Rayline"I found something, from Taylor." His eyes met mine. "You see that silver whip on the wall?" His hand pointed towards a separate weapons rack, and I nodded. "That's a very dangerous weapon. It hurts like hell, like any other weapon, but because it's a sacred weapon, it can hurt demons... it takes a long time to heal." He trailed off, and my eyes softened towards him. "His mom had someone else use it on him... I suspected it before, but Taylor confirmed it for me. I have never even talked to him about it yet."Then his eyes were downcast, and I stepped closer and put one hand on his shoulder. "I'm sorry... I did not know." I said regretfully."It's okay... I just want you to know that I can understand how you feel."Hearing that I immediately nodded and started. "I just want to know this before I risk getting close to him, just to understand him further."He nodded in response, and the room fell silent. My eyes returned to the sacred weapons lining the walls, and Nicolas traced

RaylineMy lips curved upwards as he reached for the opening of the plastic bag. He fiddled with it before pulling a large black box out, and when he realized its shape, his face dropped."Is this ..." The bag fell to the floor, and he looked at the instrument case. "Is this the..." His gaze immediately met mine, while I held back my smile."Open it," I said again.His hand grabbed the end of the zipper and traced it along the box before opening the lid to reveal a black acoustic guitar. His eyes roamed over the guitar's handle as he placed his hands on the wood, and his eyes lifted to meet mine again, shining with genuine affection."You got me this?"I nodded with a small smile. "I know the last one meant a lot to you because it was from your mother. But since it was broken... I thought you might want a new one."His eyes flashed a magenta color as the corners of his lips tugged upwards. He then carefully grabbed the handle and took it out of the box to place the body on his thighs.

RaylineMy eyes slowly open as a familiar scent tickles my nose. But then my vision is blocked, and I realize that my face is pressed against his hard chest. I looked up to find him peacefully asleep, then my eyes trailed down to his neck to see the various purple hickeys left over from the previous day. I flash a small smile and lift my hand to gently touch the marks.The moment my fingers touched his skin, for a split second I felt a throbbing pulse throughout my body, and my breath started to hitch. I pulled my hand back, and once again, I felt it, my body going numb."Kill." An eerie voice echoed in my head.My chest started to churn violently as I stared at Cole who was sound asleep before me."Kill." Once again that haunting voice rang in my head.I force myself to lie on my back, pulling myself away from him. My eyes stared at the ceiling, and I closed my eyes while taking a deep breath."Kill. Kill. Kill.""No," I whispered softly, while my hands squeezed the sheets tightly."