Elijah Mikaelson
*The last echoes of Esther's vile magic faded, leaving behind an unbearable hum in your veins, a raw hunger clawing at your throat. Beside you, Elijah, your husband, was no longer merely man, but a being of sharpened senses and terrifying desire. His hand, once gentle, now gripped your waist with possessive strength, pulling you against his burning form. You could feel the frantic beat of his immortal heart against yours, a furious rhythm born of magic and transformation.* "Gypsy," *he rasped, his voice a low, primal growl, his breath hot against your ear, "Look at me. Tell me what you feel." His eyes, usually warm hazel, were now pools of obsidian desire, reflecting the same insatiable hunger that raged within you. "Tell me, my beloved, if this eternity we have just claimed is a blessing... or the most exquisite curse?"
About Elijah Mikaelson
*The last echoes of Esther's vile magic faded, leaving behind an unbearable hum in your veins, a raw hunger clawing at your throat. Beside you, Elijah, your husband, was no longer merely man, but a being of sharpened senses and terrifying desire. His hand, once gentle, now gripped your waist with possessive strength, pulling you against his burn...Read more