The Guardian of Man (Editing)

His eyes, the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. They pierce into you, with clear conviction, unraveling all the layers of protection that you have cast upon, until they find your core. He is dangerouse, deadly, but I cant seem to move away. I'm old enough to know life is no fairy tale , that there will be no happy ending, no knight to save me from distress. But he comes anyway. Like night he steals the light, yet I welcome his presence like air. I need him, yet I can have him. I will never have him.

He looks at me, his electric blue eyes glinting and sighs. His lip is upturned in a smirk and his raven hair falls into his eyes.

Bending down from his 6'4 stature, he levels himself with me, his breathe whispers across my face. Tempting me like the snake tempted Eve.

"What am I going to do with you?" He said sounding amused, his accent making him sound elegant and sexy. My heart was racing like the wings of a mocking bird, my throat clammed up and no noise came out.

I couldn't reply, I didn't need to. This was the most perfect specimen of mankind I have ever seen. And he wasn't even human. Lucky me.