of the eyes I remembered so well.
And I recalled the sway they’d held over me.
A surge of longing shot through my body, my heart pounding wildly in my chest. I started to shake so violently that my trembling arms struggled to hold my body above water.
The quivering breath that fled my lips did not escape Aida n― or the force inside of me. I could feel Darkness’s cold and ugly grip bearing down upon my soul, tearing at my emotions as the memory of Aidan tore at my heart.
Holding onto him and everything he meant to me, I struggled against Darkness…against oblivion.
Aidan’s lips found mine. I leaned into him, desperate for his touch…desperate to feel him against my skin for as long as I coul d― until this moment, too, would be ripped away along with the last bit of my yet remaining soul.
I felt the warmth of his hand around my waist…his breath against my shivering skin…tasted the salty tang of the ocean on his lips…and reveled in the enticing stroke of his tongue against mine. My heart leapt as he deepened the kiss, his desperation mirroring my own.
I was so close to him at this moment that I could feel his spirit surrounding me. And with the strength of a drowning woman, my soul clung to him with every last ounce of energy it possessed, letting the feeling of being in his arms overpower every other sense.
As Darkness tried to pry it all away from me…I held on. And to my utter surprise, I sensed its hold on me gradually loosen…until I felt as if a weight had been lifted from my soul.
I had succeeded.
I had fought back…and won.
I couldn’t believe it!
And as I silently waited for Darkness’s retaliation, I never would have guessed that in the instance in which I had begun to fight for love and light, Darkness had already outmaneuvered me…
A aron took off his shoes and socks, got to his feet, and started to pace like an animal in a cage ― restless.
His brother and Persephone hadn’t been gone for more than five minute s― five minutes too long in his opinion! Not knowing what the two of them were getting up to, he felt completely out of control and on edge.
He didn’t trust his brother…at all!
And while he’d stood back and let them wander off alone, wanting to appear indifferent, superior, and unthreatened by his brother , the thought of Persephone touching any part of Aidan’s body, or vice versa , was making him grind his teeth in agitation.
Before he could make a total spectacle of himself, he purposefully took off in the direction opposite of the one Persephone and Aidan had chosen, his bare feet digging into and pounding the sand with the force of his angry strides. As long as his company wasn’t needed he would keep his distance.
Because if he happened to find them in a state he didn’t like, he sure as hell would do something he’d regret. Or maybe he wouldn’t…regret it, that is!
So, unless he had to interfere before all hell broke loose…which, given the circumstances, didn’t seem all too far-fetched…Aaron would leave them well alone.
Though, he had to admit that he found the thought of leaving them to their own devices for too long rather frightening. Actually, he found the predicament all three of them were in quite worrisome. What kind of drug Malcolm had smoked before he had come up with the ingenious plan of sending the three of them on a road trip, Aaron could only guess at.
What a fucking bad idea!
Not only did he not stand a chance in hell to stop his magically far advanced brother from doing something monumentally stupid…but he was, moreover, supposed to stand up to the bride of hell? She would turn him into a frog and feed him to the sea gulls before he could even croak. And he was expected to be able to come between them and stop them? The notion was ludicrously funny!
Aaron honestly didn’t know why they’d bothered to go on this road trip. The girl was as
And I recalled the sway they’d held over me.
A surge of longing shot through my body, my heart pounding wildly in my chest. I started to shake so violently that my trembling arms struggled to hold my body above water.
The quivering breath that fled my lips did not escape Aida n― or the force inside of me. I could feel Darkness’s cold and ugly grip bearing down upon my soul, tearing at my emotions as the memory of Aidan tore at my heart.
Holding onto him and everything he meant to me, I struggled against Darkness…against oblivion.
Aidan’s lips found mine. I leaned into him, desperate for his touch…desperate to feel him against my skin for as long as I coul d― until this moment, too, would be ripped away along with the last bit of my yet remaining soul.
I felt the warmth of his hand around my waist…his breath against my shivering skin…tasted the salty tang of the ocean on his lips…and reveled in the enticing stroke of his tongue against mine. My heart leapt as he deepened the kiss, his desperation mirroring my own.
I was so close to him at this moment that I could feel his spirit surrounding me. And with the strength of a drowning woman, my soul clung to him with every last ounce of energy it possessed, letting the feeling of being in his arms overpower every other sense.
As Darkness tried to pry it all away from me…I held on. And to my utter surprise, I sensed its hold on me gradually loosen…until I felt as if a weight had been lifted from my soul.
I had succeeded.
I had fought back…and won.
I couldn’t believe it!
And as I silently waited for Darkness’s retaliation, I never would have guessed that in the instance in which I had begun to fight for love and light, Darkness had already outmaneuvered me…
A aron took off his shoes and socks, got to his feet, and started to pace like an animal in a cage ― restless.
His brother and Persephone hadn’t been gone for more than five minute s― five minutes too long in his opinion! Not knowing what the two of them were getting up to, he felt completely out of control and on edge.
He didn’t trust his brother…at all!
And while he’d stood back and let them wander off alone, wanting to appear indifferent, superior, and unthreatened by his brother , the thought of Persephone touching any part of Aidan’s body, or vice versa , was making him grind his teeth in agitation.
Before he could make a total spectacle of himself, he purposefully took off in the direction opposite of the one Persephone and Aidan had chosen, his bare feet digging into and pounding the sand with the force of his angry strides. As long as his company wasn’t needed he would keep his distance.
Because if he happened to find them in a state he didn’t like, he sure as hell would do something he’d regret. Or maybe he wouldn’t…regret it, that is!
So, unless he had to interfere before all hell broke loose…which, given the circumstances, didn’t seem all too far-fetched…Aaron would leave them well alone.
Though, he had to admit that he found the thought of leaving them to their own devices for too long rather frightening. Actually, he found the predicament all three of them were in quite worrisome. What kind of drug Malcolm had smoked before he had come up with the ingenious plan of sending the three of them on a road trip, Aaron could only guess at.
What a fucking bad idea!
Not only did he not stand a chance in hell to stop his magically far advanced brother from doing something monumentally stupid…but he was, moreover, supposed to stand up to the bride of hell? She would turn him into a frog and feed him to the sea gulls before he could even croak. And he was expected to be able to come between them and stop them? The notion was ludicrously funny!
Aaron honestly didn’t know why they’d bothered to go on this road trip. The girl was as
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