Akarra Love Story

Her skin tinged with black and blue, Amethyst Rayne awakens, finding herself lying beside a large granite stone. Looking over her shoulder, she sees the moon sparkling on the deep black waters of Ancient Lake. Grabbing onto the stone, as she tries to rise, she hears a message drifting on the wind, as if spirits are warning her.

The stone. It talked?!?

“Oh chill Am, stones don’t talk,” she thought to herself.

“Hello? Is someone there? Hello?” She anxiously asks, half afraid of receiving an answer, half anticipating one.

“Young lady, please tell me, from where do you travel?,” a mysterious voice says from the shadows of the forest.

“Who said that?!?” Amethyst screeched as she scanned the surrounding forest.

Out of the shadows stepped a mountain of a man. A spark in the dark, then the warm glow of a lantern highlighted the stark features of the most handsome man Amethyst had ever lain eyes on. As he walked closer, kneeling by her side, his cloak slid aside to reveal all white clothes tightly fitted to his physique.

“My lady, I’m Damien Kiel,” he quickly mutters before running his hands along her body, checking for injuries.

His hands smoothed over Amethyst’s blue robe, his palms curving in sync with her body. Heat flushed into Am’s cheeks as he continued his quest for injuries.

“How long have you been out here like this?” Weary (...)

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