FALLEN ANGEL

Episode 1

  The moonlight came through the open window. Two muscular arms wrapped around my waist pulling me into his naked torso. I yelped a little. I stared into two gorgeous blue eyes that stared back at me. The man laying beneath me smiled playfully. I stroked the majestic white feathers of the powerful wings protruding from his back. He closed his eyes letting out a soft moan.

  "You're so beautiful,." he groaned before propping himself up against the pillows and leaning forward capturing my lips in a passionate kiss. I moaned at the sensation, as he deepened the kiss, tangling his fingers in my black hair, and gently pushing my head forward. I closed my eyes, pressing by body unconsciously against his. His tongue rolled along mine he was tasting every crack and cranny of my mouth. When air became a problem we pulled away, panting hard, saliva dripping down my chin.

  He licked at my bottom lip, never taking his ocean eyes off of me. I put my hands on his firm chest, to steady myself on his lap. He smirked, making me blush. His skin was a creamy pale, but not sickly looking. He had plump pink lips, a square chin, and high cheek bones. His hair was wavy and a very light blond almost white. He was the most gorgeous man you will ever lay eyes on.

  I had hazel eyes, sometimes green, and long black hair stopping just above my waist. The handsome man drew invisible circles along my back with his fingerb smiling up at me with an adorable dimple on his cheek. He leaned forward again and began planting feathery soft kisses from my neck to my colarbone. Nipping my sweet spot, making me let out a breathy moan.

  "I can't hold back..," he whispered huskily in my ear "..Yanna," he said grabbing on to the straps of my silk white gown and taking them down my shoulders. We enjoyed another kiss which he pulled me into. This one ful of lust and eagerness. My body sparked with excitement I wanted him. His wings fluttered a bit. I closed my eyes again letting him deepen the kiss.

  RING! RING!

  I opened my eyes and pulled away from my handsome stranger looking around the moonlit room. Searching for the source of the sound.

  RING! RING!

  "Something the matter love?" The man asked watching me look around.

  "You don't hear that?" I asked.

   "Hear what my darling?" He asked cocking a perfectly arched eyebrow, confused with my behavior. He tilted my chin up and stroked my cheek with his thumb. Just when I was just about to get lost in his eyes-

  RING! RING!

  Gradually, the man and the elegant bedroom became a blur and started stir around. My head began to spin and my limbs grew week. A hand reached out to me.

   "YANNA!" The man called.

   "YANNA!!" The man's voice grew softer and more feminine.

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  My eyes quickly shot open to see a girl around my age standing over me. She has bright brown eyes and shoulder length blond hair, with a round face, and a slim figure. She was my roommate, Lily.

  "YANNA!" She called shaking my shoulders, my alarm going off in the background. I sat up and blinked a couple times getting my eyes to adjust to the sunlight pouring into our dorm room from opened curtains. I quickly grabbed my phone off the dresser and swiped the screen cutting off the alarm. "Thank goodness you're awake, that dream again?" She asked.

  "It's been happening more frequently since I've arrived at this school," I noted.

  "Have you been taking your medication? It should be helping," Lily said. I threw the blankets to the side, and shuffled out of the bed and walked to the bathroom.

   "No, it gives me headaches," I said. "It doesn't even work. The headmaster, wants me to take them, but I spit them out when he isn't looking," I said. I did my morning routine, and slipped on my school uniform which consisted of a white button, a checkered skirt, and the ugliest mahogany sweater you will ever lay your eyes upon. I combed the tangles out of my hair, and wore it down.

  "You know the headmaster wants to see you every morning," Lily reminded me, like it's her business. She can act like your mom most of the time which gets annoying quick.

  "I know, see you in class," I said grabbing my bag and heading out of our dorm room. I walked down the hallway, toward the main office when someone bumps into me! I crash to the floor, my books flying out my hand. I looked up to see the culprit. He was wearing the boys uniform, but with a black hoodie over his head, which casted a shadow over his features. A quiet gasp escaped his lips when he saw me before he took off running the opposite direction.

  "Hey! Asshole!" I yelled jumping up and chasing him down the hall. We passed a bunch of confused students, but I stayed hot on his trail. All of the sudden his hood fell down, and familiar wavy blondish white hair flowed from under. My eyes widened, and I stopped dead in my tracks, my mouth agap. "It's h-him!" I whispered.