Disobey

Disobey

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A Modern Magician Book I looked around me, assessing the situation. Two Black Hands were down and five magicians. There were supposed to be six. The hair on the back of my neck stood up. Instinctively my body turned. Fire, bright and burning was coming at me. My body moved itself, ducking under into a quick drop and roll, putting some distance between myself and my assailant. It was an older man, his eyes bright green. A magician. "You," he said, his voice ruff. A scowl grew on his face. "You. Traitor. You betrayed your own people." I unhooked my gun from my waist, ignoring the crying magic that I suppressed in my veins. Through grit teeth and the magma in my veins, I ground out, "I have no people."
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"What I was going to say was selfish..." He mumbled. I edge closer to him until my hand slowly cradled his cheek. Tilting his head up to look at me. "Please let me know what it was." I beg him pathetically. He begins to chew his lip and that's when I knew he was nervous. Nervous about what? I'm not exactly sure. "With everything I said...I was going to say at the same time...never...leave me." He confessed painfully almost. That's when I lost all sense of control and pressed my lips onto his. Kissing him with all my strength and all the built up desire that's accumulated. I continued to kiss him until at some point my tongue made it's way into his mouth. Tasting a sweet flavor that I've never encountered. As I got deeper in the kissing I feel myself fly back into a tree. Slammed against it that I felt myself lose my breath. Trying to catch it, I look up at Achille. His eyes were now a crimson red that intrigued me. He shook his head and suddenly he was gone in a blur. Confused, I stood as I had to pop my back from the hard hit into the tree. Looking in the direction Achille ran off, I knew I couldn't see him because it'd be a blur. Always thought it was fascinating how when he runs you can't see it. Being a vampire must be...fascinating. Yet he makes it out to be hell. I can't understand that kind of complicity of being a vampire and the issues. I get it, they drink blood. Though there's multiple things beside humans that offer blood! He acts like it's so horrific. I would love to know what it felt like for a day. Just one day...

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