"And then, his lips quivered as she drew closer. Breathing heavily. Waiting impatiently, for an answer,"
"He knew he could not deny it. The rhythm of her breath. The touch of her skin. It all enticed him and he wished for nothing more than to be drowned in her affection," Aella recited the part that captived her from the novel she was reading.
She was awestruck by the delicate but intense words the author had used to describe both characters and the steam of love that was brewing between them.
It was so detailed that she felt like she had been drawn into the book and snatched away from her reality.
The funny part was she didn't want to stop reading, if anything, she wanted to dive deeper into the book and explore the world that has been brought to her.
She rested her head on the window sill as she looked out the courtyard of the Castle which was covered with a thick blanket of snow as always.
