"I can't tell what is real and what is a dream," I murmur, looking up to his silver eyes, glistening mist swirling within his irises. "But I know I can't hold myself back from you any longer. Luella has been having the same dreams every night involving two silver eyed men, who remain elusive during the day, but come alive from the shadows by night. After visiting a therapist who tips Luella off on what could be the cause of these dreams, the start to become more frequent, to the point she can no long tell the difference between dream and reality. Who are these silver eyed men? One wants her desperately until he doesn't, while the other is always there when she needs him, until he is not. That is, until she swears she is seeing them in her waking life. And suddenly, her dreams might just be coming to life.View More
¬LuellaI 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
¬LuellaI sit down on the icy bench, waiting for Thought.About an hour ago we split up, walking around the town looking for as much information on Aven as possible. Everyone I have spoken to doesn’t know her, and I never managed to gather enough courage to look into any of their heads. It would have been much quicker, but I’m afraid of what I might see that I don’t want to. And none of them deserve that, anyway.Shivering, I glance up, seeing Thought approach me from down the street. It’s late afternoon now, people mulling through the village mindlessly, thankfully not taking much notice of me. Eyes do linger on Thought though, even if he has a hood pulled over his head, trying to hide his face from everyone.
¬LuellaHis 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
¬LuellaRevel arrives only moments after Time departed, appearing magically before me, making me yelp.“Where are we going?” I question, having to use all my effort to speak, suddenly all my energy and desire to get this over with now having since vanished. Time has left me with a lot to think about. I can hardly believe I’m having to rethink my moral choices upon Time’s recommendation...He’s not exactly an outstanding citizen. “We are meeting in a neutral place,” Revel explains. We are meeting the virtue already, hardly giving me enough time to come up with an alternative plan in time. “Micah thinks you’re looking into his head to help him.”
¬LuellaI 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
¬LuellaI don’t allow his words to frighten me.If there is anything that I’ve learnt, it’s that I can’t trust Revel, so as those words come past his lips, my eyes narrow skeptically. Revel is a Sin, which means he only cares about himself, and would say anything if it meant he could get his way.“If you’re lying to me…” I mutter uneasily, wishing I could put more of a threatening tone into my voice. The moment someone threatens Thought, it immediately makes me uncomfortable. For so long now, I’ve been the one everyone wants dead, so hearing that Thought could be in danger too makes my stomach twist uneasily
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
¬LuellaThought 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
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