LiriaX_NSL

Hi guys! Please kindly take a look at my ongoing novel entitled "His Dead Body." Below is the synopsis and a snippet. Thank you! ^-^
          	
          	
          	SYNOPSIS:
          	
          	Liria Osiander, an independent college student, an artist, and a freelance model, had always been having dreams about a mysterious and handsome dead body inside a cabin in the middle of the forest.
          	
          	The incorrupt corpse of Silvanus Valderia was already hundreds of years old, yet remained intact. The seemingly alive and sleeping cadaver had a knife stabbed in his chest that was pulled out by Liria, thus bringing Silvan back to life.
          	
          	What lies behind Silvanus’ death and resurrection?
          	
          	Were all those really just a series of dreams? Or a slice of reality.
          	
          	
          	
          	SNIPPET:
          	
          	“If I have to sleep again for another hundred years, it's you that I'd still long for when I wake up —only you,” his red eyes started turning blue as a sign that my touch had already calmed him.
          	
          	I could already feel his hands resting on my waist. His head tilted downwards to put its weight onto one of my shoulders. My heart turned warm the moment that I began hearing his light sobbing.
          	
          	“S-silvan,” the only word that escaped when I parted my lips.
          	
          	I was stunned and was not able to move. I wanted to comfort him, but no other words escaped my mouth. My hand automatically caressed his head, trying to stop him from crying.
          	
          	“Liria, please tell me that you’ll stay with me,” he pleaded as he raised his head slowly for his blue eyes to meet mine.
          	
          	Warmth started to crawl inside my chest for the second time when I saw his teary and mesmerizing eyes. My right hand started caressing his left cheek in a gentle manner, thus making him close his eyes. With my own heartbeats that were loud enough for me to hear, I slowly leaned toward him and let my lips sit on his.
          	
          	“I love you,” He whispered as our lips parted.

LiriaX_NSL

Hi guys! Please kindly take a look at my ongoing novel entitled "His Dead Body." Below is the synopsis and a snippet. Thank you! ^-^
          
          
          SYNOPSIS:
          
          Liria Osiander, an independent college student, an artist, and a freelance model, had always been having dreams about a mysterious and handsome dead body inside a cabin in the middle of the forest.
          
          The incorrupt corpse of Silvanus Valderia was already hundreds of years old, yet remained intact. The seemingly alive and sleeping cadaver had a knife stabbed in his chest that was pulled out by Liria, thus bringing Silvan back to life.
          
          What lies behind Silvanus’ death and resurrection?
          
          Were all those really just a series of dreams? Or a slice of reality.
          
          
          
          SNIPPET:
          
          “If I have to sleep again for another hundred years, it's you that I'd still long for when I wake up —only you,” his red eyes started turning blue as a sign that my touch had already calmed him.
          
          I could already feel his hands resting on my waist. His head tilted downwards to put its weight onto one of my shoulders. My heart turned warm the moment that I began hearing his light sobbing.
          
          “S-silvan,” the only word that escaped when I parted my lips.
          
          I was stunned and was not able to move. I wanted to comfort him, but no other words escaped my mouth. My hand automatically caressed his head, trying to stop him from crying.
          
          “Liria, please tell me that you’ll stay with me,” he pleaded as he raised his head slowly for his blue eyes to meet mine.
          
          Warmth started to crawl inside my chest for the second time when I saw his teary and mesmerizing eyes. My right hand started caressing his left cheek in a gentle manner, thus making him close his eyes. With my own heartbeats that were loud enough for me to hear, I slowly leaned toward him and let my lips sit on his.
          
          “I love you,” He whispered as our lips parted.