"I found her," the voice echoed through the room in profound excitement. At that moment, my heart leaped at all the many scenarios sprinting through my mind.
My second command stood grinning in the doorway behind her. My fingers ached to flick across that pale skin, skim through her hazel hair.
The last time I saw was in the woods, melting in the fire. A demon had set her on fire to harm me. The only way to help her was by hiring a witch. What I didn't know was that the witch would erase her memories of me for payment. The evil coont. So not knowing who I was, ran from me. My love for three years ran from me. That was my undoing.
Ariendele would die for making her lose her memories. It has taken hours upon months to year of research and trailing to find her.
It would take time for her to fall for me again; though, that was the best part of our relationship: making her confess she loved me. I knew she probably changed a bit but that's where the fun would begin.
Her forest green eyes met mine. Oh, how I loved that color... "Who are you? Oh, and why did this," she jabbed her finger at Josh behind her, "bring me to you." Her luscious snappy tone warmed my cold, fragile heart. Let the thrill begin.
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Stars Full Of Stories
General FictionShort little story prompts that I found enjoyable to read. I hope you take a liking to them as well. You can also use the prompts to create a magical little piece for yourself as well!
