Back again it was Dark Sorcerer, Elise brows were pulled in a magnetic force whenever the Dark sorcerers were mentioned. How long would the dark sorcerers be satisfied before putting an end to the cold-blooded murders? asked Elise in her mind. If not for them, her family, her parents, aunt, uncle, and little brother would still be alive.
Ian whose eyes had never left her noticed how anger had come in place. Elise had forgotten the power she had and anger come settled her. The fur quilt over his bed slowly turned darker, "Elise," his voice woke Elise from the question in her mind, Ian smiled at her. Leaning forward he gave her his cheek, "I would kill for a kiss from you."
Elise's cheeks blushed. They were lovers, and thinking of it send butterflies to her stomach. With cheeks red, she put forward her lips, her anger easing. When her lips were about to land on his cheeks, Ian instead turned his face and captured her lips.
