Ian's bare feet touched the ice cold kitchen floor. The boy's legs moving slowly and delicately towards the center of the room, his eyes focused on a long sharpened knife left on the granite of the wooden counter. His eyes dull, lips chapped .
Staring,
Staring.
YOU ARE READING
soulless
Storie d'amoreIan, little did he know what was ahead of him. He had never thought true love was real, Until that one day he came across a pale daemon He called him Cameron He left him empty, Soulless
