"Are you a demon?" she whispered, her voice barely a breath, tears welling in her eyes. "Or an angel?"
Vince walked to her-slowly, deliberately, as if approaching something profoundly sacred, something fragile and precious. She knelt beside Eve, her own knees sinking into the soft, yielding soil, and reached forward. Her fingers, long and elegant, cupped Eve's chin with terrifying gentleness.
The moment Vince's skin met Eve's, everything inside the girl ignited. It wasn't pain. It wasn't fear. It was a searing, instantaneous recognition, a missing piece slotting into place. It was the answer to the ache she had carried for weeks, for years, for lifetimes.
"I was an angel," Vince said softly, her thumb brushing Eve's cheek, wiping away a nascent tear. "Until I touched something the heavens forbid."
Evangeline's breath caught, a gasp trapped in her throat. "What was it?"
Vince leaned close, her lips just shy of Eve's ear. Her voice was velvet and ash, a whisper that somehow thundered through Eve's entire being.
"You."
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67 Kapitel Abgeschlossene Geschichte Erwachseneninhalt
67 Kapitel
Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Erwachseneninhalt
Time didn't matter to her. She got up when the sun did and tried to sleep when the sun went down. because of this seemingly endlessness, she's forgotten her name, she's forgotten her family and she's forgotten everything she use to be.
Now she was nothing. Living on the streets of a town begging for money and food from travellers that didn't know who she was, unlike the rest of the town that thought of her as something unnatural even though she doesn't know why.
Constantly abused by the townspeople who don't understand her, she is left to die in an alleyway after a horrible run in with three drunk men. She was expecting to die and have her corpse eaten by rats and other vermin. What she didn't expect was to be saved by a woman that was everything but human.
"Do you want to live?" This woman asked and when she looked into herself she knew the answer, it came easy through her busted lips.
"Yes."
From that day on she became something else, something not human, something extraordinary and from that day forth she will serve this woman who saved her life and maybe one day remember her name or be given one by her new Mistress. Maybe one day she'll remember who she was and maybe she'll even find the one person that completes her soul.
From that day forth she became a Nightwalker.
Completed.
This is a lesbian story and contains mature actions between females. There will be warnings at the beginning of the chapter if you do not wish to read such content.