~ My skin prickled from the odd sensation of the warmth radiating off of him like an oven, I could smell him from this close and trust me when I tell you he smelt good. Like baked apple slices sprinkled with sugar as well as cinnamon and the spicy musk of sandal wood. I just wanted to close my eyes and fill my nose wi...
Completed.| »» Amythy Svinea. The living secret. The living key. The living keeper. Should I say Amythy Selenite Heilen Svinea? The last pure blood healing maiden of her clan. The wittiest yet the rarest. But, she doesn't know. She is living the life she could with her grandmother. But no secrets remains secret fore...