Book 4 Nightmares
Hades’ POV Gwen’s big emerald eyes looked into my fire and instantly melted it away. Only steam remained as breathed in her scent. She smells of cinnamon and a warm fire, it comforted me to no end. Her angelic voice, her first real sentence to me had my rage extinguished to just a mere smolder. Her hand in mine squeezed me gently it was barely noticeable. My hand could easily crush her and yet she continued to bring me reassurance that everyone had bad days. She was becoming the light of my darkness and she doesn’t know the effect she has on me. Gwen’s small smile starts to fade and the small grip she had on my hand begins to fall. “I’m..” she spoke but doesn’t have time to finish because her eyes instantly close and began to fall. I quickly grab her and pull her into my arms as we sit
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