Pureblood's Forbidden Love
ition, revealing a sight more unreal and saturated with eldr
ce in the dim interior light. Humming serenely to herself, absently arranging a vase of freshly-clipped yellow
esonance, departing the bounds of mortal coil and cloth to resemble...something
rection. "Lara sweetie, you're up bright and early for once! Good thing too, these bl
at her on the stoop. My fingers curled into white-knuckled fists as all pretense of composure or
d in a sere exhalation of vaca
shoulder, failing to conceal his own unraveling when confronte
ncertainty throbbing with each enunciation. "Last night, we came to your house and...and there w
my two best friends arrayed defensively around me as if facing a threat from her. When her hazel eye
e circumstances were happier ones, but..." She trailed off wistfully, while I struggled to find any grounding banisters of coh
of that inexplicable alien power and majesty. Reaching out, she brushed my cheek with tender fi
now, heed the wisdom of these walls and know only that you are home once more. And that whatever tri
d whatever reality seemed to skew behind their vowels and consonants. How could I possibly reconcile her for what t
th and innocence...yet seemingly purged of any need for panicked explanations or tendril of concern. Instead, only tha
finally glimpsed the first horrifying shards of acceptanc
spool onto me, were irrevocably bound up in MY destiny and truth...perhaps not as th
on was merely the gateway to something ancient and immense, something lying in vigil beyond
perceive the truth with undeniable clarity. That much like my own existence had been unmade and woven anew, so to
and there would be no going back to w
, a symbolic vessel to bind my mortal self and scourge it f
to be painfully shed before I could embrace the benediction of my true lineage
fection surrounding me - committing it all to the dwindling reserves of memory tha
ence blazing back through the halos of her irises, acknowledging me. Acknowledging the inevitabf the courage or wherewithal to accept what now seemed as i
hallowed geometries of this ranch-style temple...and it was no l
ass window once more. Where last night howls of apo
ot sha
more integral to my being, gestating endless
ion of sacred purification...or perha
ewise absorbed the unraveling disclosure converging from all realms, all worlds, upon me in
n my existence. "Time for the truth, the whole grail-blessed tale of what has happened to my family. What is about
y for another protracte
ed once, grav
n to come...will redefine all you have ever known about your
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