Adeline Labonair a werewolf and powerful witch who is the proclaimed queen of New Orleans. Ruling by the side of Marcel Gerald who to the eyes of their people seems like the perfect couple. But maybe love isn't enough, maybe Adeline is too damaged w...
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"you're an Idiot"
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The young witch woke up to the cool breeze quickly caught the way the sun started to rise above causing her skin and caused it to look sunkissed. She turned around to find a sleeping body next to her a joyful smile appeared in the mans face.
"Up so soon?" He spoke with a gentle morning voice as he opened his blue eyes that were reflected by the sun. "Couldn't miss my favorite time of the day," she replied running her fingers through his blonde curls that were on his face.
"I thought you wouldn't have no energy after last nights activities' he joked around reminding her of the intense night they had the night before. They both had ran away from their home to meet each other at the tulips garden where there was an abandon cottage. "I always have energy, you yourself say I am too much" she giggled and he sat up picking her up from beside her placing her on his lap, "Niklaus!" she yelped causing him to laugh but he quiet her down with a gentle kiss in her lips.
Only thing covering her was a silked cover that she had brought from her home. He brought his hands on her back slowly bringing it lower as the kiss deepened. She separated herself from him only inches allowing herself to breath before speaking again, "we have to go, your father won't be happy if he does not find you home and my father will-"
