**Introduction to *Innocences and Power***
Dear Readers,
I'm thrilled to unveil my second book, *Innocences and Power*. This story delves into the delicate balance between purity and ambition, exploring how innocence can both empower and ensnare us.
*“ before I lose my sanity ...Calm me down My little Misora ”****
—Rowan kyrell*His blue eyes were bloodshot red, and his expression was intense, almost predatory. Before I could process what was happening, he closed the distance between us in a few swift strides. Suddenly, I was cradled against the glass window, the cool surface pressing against my back. His face was buried in the crook of my neck, his breaths hot and heavy as he took in my scent. He growled and deepened his face more into my neck, audibly inhaling my scent.
" Rowan, what-" I tried to push him away, but his grip tightened, holding me firmly in place.
"Stay," he commanded, his voice low and rough.
"You have no idea what you do to me, Little Misora" he growled again, his voice a low, dangerous rumble.
His lips brushed my ear as he spoke, sending shivers down my spine. "Every time I see you, touch you... I have to hold back."
I frowned, trying to understand"
H-Hold b-back from what?"His grip tightened slightly, his voice a low growl. "From taking you the way I truly want to. From showing you just how deep my desire runs."
My innocence made it hard to grasp the full meaning behind his words, but the fire in his eyes left no doubt. His desperate need felt like a storm, each word a lightning strike, igniting something deep within me. His hands slid down my sides, gripping my hips as if grounding himself. The heat between us was undeniable, his desire palpable, leaving me breathless and aching for more, even if I didn't fully understand why.
And I did the thing what i was holding back !!!
The story**
In the vibrant heart of New York City, Izel Misora Sartori, a fine arts student with a passion for painting and a love for comics, By day, she pours her soul into her artwork and escapes into the colorful worlds of her beloved comics. By night, she works at a bookstore, cherishing the serenity of her simple life.
But Izel's idyllic life takes a dramatic turn one fateful evening. She witnesses a brutal murder orchestrated by the city's most feared shadow," Rowan Kyrell ". A man of unparalleled power, Rowan is both captivating and terrifying. When their eyes meet, Izel's world is irrevocably changed.The characters
Character Sketches
Izel Misora Sartori
Age: 22Occupation: Fine Arts Student, Part-time Bookstore Employee
Nationality - American native - Verona
Personality: Innocent, kind-hearted, and optimistic, Izel views the world through a lens of beauty and goodness. She finds joy in painting and comics, filling her life with vibrant dreams and creative passions.
Background: Raised in a supportive family, Izel leads a simple life surrounded by friends and her art. She cherishes her job at the bookstore, where she finds peace and inspiration.
Appearance: Delicate and ethereal, with long dark hair, expressive eyes, and a penchant for bohemian, artsy clothing.
Conflict: Izel's innocence is shattered when she witnesses a murder, drawing her into Rowan's dangerous world. Torn between fear and an unexpected attraction, her life becomes a battle between light and darkness.
Izel SartoriRowan Riven Kyrell-there was an air of danger around him, an intensity that sent shivers down my spine. His piercing blue eyes met mine, and I felt a jolt of something I couldn't quite name.
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