Hells Magic (The Armistice Book 1)
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Despite the seriousness of the situation, his touch soothed my anxiety, and I hoped that mine would have the same effect on him.
He raised his head, and I drew a reassuring smile. His gaze rested on my lips and the air ceased to flow to my nostrils. I remained mesmerized. I saw the desire that shone in his eyes, or was it perhaps a reflection of mine? Anyway, I couldn’t take my gaze away from him as he leaned closer. Attracted to him like a magnet, I removed the distance between us.
When our lips touched, my mind burst into a thousand pieces, a bomb exploded in me. I lost all physical and mental control. I could only feel. There was pleasure, desire, excitement and other feelings that had never been named, for they were indescribable.
At that moment, he was my world, my everything. Our tongues danced as if they had always been together, as if they’d known each other for millennia.
I felt destroyed and fulfilled at the same time.
He took me by the waist and pressed me against him. His hands remained on my lower back. He sucked my lower lip and bit it. Then he went back to conquering my mouth. His imperious tongue caressed, enveloped and teased mine.
Then he nuzzled my neck and dropped light kisses on my skin.
I felt like I had a thousand hearts beating in my chest at the same time. My excitement was at its peak. I’d been dreaming of a moment like this since we met. I’d imagined hundreds of scenes after our last kiss. But nothing could have prepared me for what I felt in that moment. My imagination was nothing compared to the reality. Every kiss was sumptuous and my feelings were just as powerful and mystifying.
“I must find Liam,” he whispered against my ear.
I nodded, too weak to answer him.
I closed my eyes as I tried to gain control over my emotions. His lips brushed at the corner of mine as he gave me the lightest kiss I’d ever felt. My body melted into him.
He stepped back and it was worse than all the assaults I had suffered. The change of proximity caused me a thermal shock. While I was on fire a few seconds ago, I was now cold. I wanted a lot more. I felt the lack in every fiber of my body.
At that moment, I realized how much I wanted him. And my greatest fear was what would happen if I let myself go, if I gave in to the impulse. I wasn’t sure I could resist it.
My gaze bore into Jayden’s, knowing full well that he was etched in indelible ink on my heart.
“I’ll burn this city to the ground until I find my best friend.”
I nodded with a smile because I knew full well that this was exactly what he would do. “Liam is lucky to have you in his life,” I whispered.
He kissed my forehead and walked away.
After all I’d been through in the last few days, I understood one thing. Never underestimate the universe’s imagination for making your life blow up in smoke. But don’t forget that it’s able to give you what you need without you even knowing it.
I didn’t know I needed a Jayden Rik in my life until I met Jayden Rik.
But could we unite our two opposite worlds?
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Leslie Vatenar is a third-year industrial chemistry student in France. She loves to escape from everyday boredom by imagining stories filled with magic, adventure, and romance. In addition to her interest in a world where she could teleport home in seconds, for her, music is akin to an air molecule; she doesn’t seem to be able to live a single second without it.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Leslie Vatenar is a fourth-year industrial chemistry student in France. She loves to escape from everyday boredom by imagining stories filled with magic, adventure, and romance. In addition to her interest in a world where she could teleport home in seconds, for her, music is akin to an air molecule; she doesn’t seem to be able to live a single second without it.