บททั้งหมดของ Daughter Of Phoenix: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

Immediately he pulled me in. Locking me to him like a vice. His hands fished through my hair, softly and gently. But the force also behind it, made it impossible to pull away. Yet, I knew that I did not want to. The intensity behind his movement completely winded me, and I let out a gasp. Taking control, his tongue explored my mouth. His movements were soft and supple at first, but then became more hungry and aggressive. The strange thing was that the blasts I wasn't feeling back then, were on for show now. Full, loud and there. I placed both hands on either side of his face, pulling him in further.Quickly, in response, he gently but roughly forced me onto my back, with him on top of me, and my lips still connected with his. Abruptly, he pulled away, his green eyes peering into mine, a dark, faint hood clouded them. "Is this okay?" Patiently, he was waiting for my response, he didn't advance until he was sure that I was sure. Was I okay with this? I looked into his mesmerizi

There is something funny about power. It leaves you when you most need it, and it is there when you need it the least. But with me, my power was dormant a majority of the time. And I could clearly say now that I have unlocked it. Whatever has happened to me in the past couple of weeks, it has unlocked everything I did not know that I had in me. And in all honesty, I knew that I was better for it. I stood at the outskirts of the black, sparring mat. Up ahead of me were two girls sparring with each other. I saw their fluidity in their movements, like fire and ice dancing together. One would dodge and dive out of the way, whilst the other would attack. Each movement symmetrical to the other. No wonder why they were so good at everything, they mirrored everyone else's movements, instantly, as in right where they stood and that made it easier for them to counteract their next move.I tried to do that, absorb all the information I was getting from there. Intaking how they would wor

"Here, let me help you, Isaiah." I went round to the side of his bed, as he clutched the railing next to his bed as a means of support. It has been a couple of days since Isaiah woke up and to say he has been struggling would be an understatement. Whatever they put him under really weakened him, and also being shot multiple times doesn't help things in the matter. I felt an immense amount of guilt that I couldn't swallow down. I stood next to him, I could tell that he was reluctant to accept my help. He didn't think that he needed it, but I saw that he did. "Isaiah, it does not make you any less of a person if you lean on me for support."Exhaling a deep sigh, he gave me a small smile, resting an arm around the brush of my neck, whilst I undercut him and wrapped an arm around his waist. "I know, Alexis. I just don't want to seem like a burden."That guilty feeling only intensified. "Isaiah, you can never be a burden on me." What I really wanted to say is that this was

After being present and hearing what Anna had to say, it dawned on me that this whole situation was as serious as it got. In fact, I knew for definite that I was going to have to gather up what ever residing courage I had left in me to be able to do this. I was making my way back to Isaiah's room, because he was right as always, I struggled to be away from him for more than twenty minutes. Perhaps it was that nagging feeling at the back of my head that always seemed to always think the worst when it came to him. Nevertheless, it was something that I was willing and fully wanting to do. Reaching his door I placed a little knock in it, which was returned by a faint come in. I unlocked the door and walked inside and what befalls me slightly winded me. In front of me was Isaiah's room but it was not as I knew it. There were flower petals trailed on the floor that led up to a table. A table that was filled with delicious, succulent looking food. A table that had a vase of fl

"So, why did you create this wonderful dinner for me?" I smiled up at Isaiah, taking quick glances at my food. On my plate was pasta, tomato sauce and what looked like a side of a different array of vegetables topped with cheese. All in all, it looked perfect."What, I can't treat my beautiful girlfriend to something good? Especially someone that I have not seen in months." Despite there being a playfully smile on his handsome face, I could not swallow down the guilt rising up in me.Quickly, I responded. "Well, it is not exactly clear with what your intentions were first of all. But, if it is just solely, honestly, and wholeheartedly just that. Then I completely and fully approved. " I twirled up some pasta around my fork and proceeded to feed him with it. Taking the cue and the hint, he opened his mouth, still with a small smile draped onto his lips, I popped it in, and he took in the food, with a satisfied smirk on his face. "This is turning into a Lady and the Tram