Reading books romantic stories you will plunge into the world of feelings and love. Most of the time the story ends happily. Very interesting and informative to read books historical romance novels to feel the atmosphere of that time.Fire and Ice by Mallory Davis (best feel good books txt) 📖
- Author: Mallory Davis
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It was him I needed. His face that I yearned for. Searing pain burned my flesh, my stomach heaves, but nothing comes up. Blackness surrounds me, laughter erupting the dead silence. Voices appear in my head, so loud I can't think. My own personal hell. I see his face, his beautifully carved face. I remember the sparks, the electricity that had erupted between us that one night. Then I think of him with that girl, the realization of that was far worse than any other pain. The tears comes, but they sizzle down my face. I picture the girl, how my animal instincts told me to protect her. I remember her inicent blue eyes and bouncing curls, and her rosey cheeks. She couldn't have been older than four. I remember the vampires, the bite, most of all I remember attacking him. I needed to wake up, I had to wake up. They needed me. RED... what was that? RED... it was him, my blue eyed lover. I felt drawn to him, felt as if I was being pulled to the surface. Then, I simply open my eyes. There he stood, with the little girl on his hip. She squirms out of his grasps and runs to me. "Red" she says crying. I look up at Xavier and see him smile at us. I reach down and push the stray curls out of her face. "Whats your name sweetheart?" I ask. "Ruth" she says with a smile. "Well Ruth, do you think you could go down stairs and tell the cook to whip us up some lunch while me and Xavier talks?" I ask and she nods and runs out the room. I look at Xavier, feeling light headed. I lean back against the bed. "What you saw last night, wasn't what you thought" he says looking up at me in a painful way. "I know" I whisper and his head whips up. "You do?" he asks, suprised. "I would of felt it" I said pointing to my chest. He hurrys across the room and brings me up in his arms. Gosh, it felt like home to be against his warm, hard chest. "Whats the girls story?" I ask, changing the subject. "Orphan" he whispers and I whip around to meet his gaze. I narrow my eyes "not anymore" I say in a huff. He smiles and brings his lips to mine, melting away any doubt.
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Another attempt of a book; let me know. Love ya homie G's BTW
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