There were things you wanted and things you needed. And she was the drug he needed the most. The drug he'd kill for. Gift fic for Rose Rain 7.
She stared. He stared back. She continued staring. He kept on staring back. Her teal eyes widened and pink lips curved into a small smile. He opened his mouth . . . . . . and screamed hysterically. Why was his doll doing that? (Gift fic for my lovely Zhane17)
He remembered the first time they met; it was when he'd been taking shelter from the dratted summer rain. Gift fic for Lord Nayrael.
Love is a strong emotion. But when love turns into obsession, it can change even the purest of Angels into sinful creatures.