Featured in Wattpad HighFantasy & Magic II 19-year-old Aria is ready to accept her doomed fate of marrying the cruel Lord Lathik. An alliance that will secure a large army for her hateful brother's war against the fae. When destiny intervenes and he...
Hair spun from the moon itself laid sprawled across the thousands of grass-blades that covered the top of the mountain.
Aria watched, enthralled by the rise of and fall of Elvin's chest as he slumbered. He looked so peaceful, sprawled bare under the moonlit sky. A slight smile decorated his handsome sunkissed face. One that hinted at the pleasure he had experienced tonight.
Aria desperately wanted to run her slender fingers through those soft strands of hair— down those Mahart tattoos that marked his sculpted chest. But one final touch would not be enough... it would never be enough.
She could spend eternity in his arms and still crave more.
Aria dared not brush her lips against his cheeks, the fear that he would startle and wake too real in her heart. It was better this way. No need to see betrayal twist and taint his face.... She couldn't bear that being the last memory of him.
A trail of tears stained her rosy cheeks. She bit her lips, tasting iron in her tongue.
She imagined laying back down against his warm skin. Smiling as his thundering eyes opened full of passion and his lips instantly attacked her lips... her neck. She envisioned staying and the future that could be. She would engrave that figment of hope and self-delusion in her mind, and she would remember how wonderful it felt. How it filled her heart so much... that she wouldn't want for anything more. She would remember that when she had nothing more.
Aria rose from the grass, ever so careful to mask the sound of her steps, just like Elora had taught her. The grass bent under her feet as she inched farther and farther away. Her numb fingers picked the discarded dress from the grass. She turned. One last look at him. At the fae prince she had fallen in love with.
She meant her words, no matter where she was, her heart would always be with him.
She stepped away, and her heart shattered into a thousand pieces as she walked away.
Forever.
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The moon slept at the peak of the night sky, illuminating Aria's journey through the dark and lonesome forest. Her fractured heart beat loud against her chest at every break of a branch and unknown howl in the night.
She stayed tight against the rough barks of the massive redwood trees, taking refuge under their large canopy. 'Just go north-west,' she chanted in her head. She only prayed she did not run into any scouts. She had no weapons... and her power; if she used it, Elvin would sense her.
That mysterious bond that lingered between them meant she will forever suppress her powers. She looked at her fingers and thought to summon the light she commanded. Would he be furious or relieved to feel her? Would he welcome her into his arms?
Pressure filled her chest as her heart twisted. She could feel every lingering brush of Elvin's rough hands, kiss of his lips, and thrust of his... Aria shook her head, rustic hair waved violently against the wind. She needed to focus. There was no point in dwelling on what wasn't possible.
