Ohai! So this is my first uplaod here. I'm very excited about this story, if you are anything like me then you'll love it too. I wanted something fast paced, a romance that moves places :) I don't know what I mean either!
Anyway here it is--------- Enjoy
Some days I just feel like the world is my oyster. I sashayed down the street feeling unstoppable; I had spells in my fingertips and perched on my tongue, just waiting for some jackass to try anything to break my mood. It was good-bye Charmed Academy for gifted young witches and hello the rest of the world. But what to do with my new liberation?
I'd heard there were fantastic beaches in Argarda, shame they were inhabited mostly by Jikininki a race of corpse eating ghosts. It may be hard to get a tan while fighting them off. Perhaps Letornek but no, the one eyed, one winged bird creatures known as Jian might just decide I was the mate they needed for survival and I'd just found my freedom. A cage was the last thing I needed. Or I could travel the world in search of the mystical Myrmecoleon, no one had ever seen the Ant-Lion hybrid, probably because whoever thought they'd seen it had been smoking a bit too much of the Ganja.
Just for a rush I stepped out in front of a car and turned to blow them a kiss before they could beep, the human inside the car did a double take and then turned bright red. Continuing down the street I fanned my face in the heat, as soon as I'd finished at the Academy I'd flown out here to Athens and was waiting for my girl friends to arrive so we could go out to party and celebrate the end of education!
Deciding to head back I grabbed a taxi back to our huge villa right on the beach, our beach was sectioned off, like a cove, from the more tourist area which was a five minute walk from the villa. After paying for my taxi (which I got at a reduced rate for shamelessly flirting with the man the entire trip back) I ran into the villa and changed into my bikini. The villa was two stories tall and sprawled elegantly across the sea front, inside it was all tiled and the entrance foyer was ruled by the sweeping staircase with a wrought iron handrail and banister. Gorgeous. Sheer perfection. It cost a bomb but was worth every penny.
In my slinky black bikini I made my way down the beach and into the sea. It was a crystal blue, I could see my toes through the water just as clearly as I could the air. And the warmth! I had no trouble wading out until the water reached my ribs. Letting my head drop back I glorified in the sunbeams.
I felt something brush my ankle but ignored it passing it off as a fish. A few seconds later i felt another brush along the back of my calf, when it reached the back of my knee I moved away. Another brush, this time to my thigh, whatever the fish was it felt incredibly smooth as it stroked past me, still I'd appreciate not being felt up especially by a fish.
A small wave moved past me and I heard the sound of water falling against water and then a drippn sound. When I felt droplets of water splash against my face I opened my eyes in anger.
My heart stuttered.
Standing directly in front of me, less than a metre away was a man. I couldn't help a screech. The man jumped and stared at my lips as if he couldn't believe I'd made the sound. I'd always been told my voice when I screamed was incredibly high pitched.
I opened my mouth to yell but was caught off guard by the way his intense eyes followed the movement. He had dazzling blue eyes, the same azure blue colour as the ocean, surrounded by long black lashes. Being a red head I envied those lashes, but one of the pros of being a witch was the permanent waterproof mascara I could maintain. Yeah it vain, but incredibly handy.
His hair was a pale sandy blonde, darkened by the water and it stuck to his face and fell slightly into his eyes in a longish sexy surfer style. I swallowed quickly, suddenly feeling very turned on.
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My Water Spirit Stalker: Sexy and Unsociable
RomanceCara, a young witch, is in Greece celebrating the end of Charmed Academy when she meets a Water Spirit in the form of a man who becomes automatically fascinated by her. Having spent his unknowable amount of years drifting around the ocean, he has no...