Total pages in book: 133
Estimated words: 122946 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 615(@200wpm)___ 492(@250wpm)___ 410(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 122946 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 615(@200wpm)___ 492(@250wpm)___ 410(@300wpm)
“Really? Were you talking to ghosts and casting spellings spells at random?”
“No, I was getting into far more trouble, sacking cities and getting chased by witches and vampires,” he said seriously, but a smile spread across his face. “Tell me more about you.”
“More of me?”
He nodded. “So far, I have learned that you love art, history, romance, especially romance novels, and you are an American.”
“Yes, I know; what a tragedy.” I laughed, rolling my eyes.
He really didn’t seem to like anywhere but Greece anyway. He grinned too but went on. “You were born on August twenty-first, therefore a Leo-Virgo cusp.”
“A what?” I’d always just thought I was a Leo.
“A Leo-Virgo-cusp child,” he repeated as if I understood. But guessing from my facial expression, he went on. “Those born between the days of August nineteenth to August twenty-fifth are called Leo-Virgo cusp. Born on this cusp, you are influenced by the sun, the ruling planet of Leo and Mercury, the ruling planet of Virgo.”
“Wait, you really believe in this stuff, like the planets are in retrograde and what not?” That was not what I expected from a vampire, let alone one as old as Theseus.
“Why would one not believe?” he questioned with the same amount of skepticism. “If the moon and the sun have effects on the oceans and lands, why not the beings who inhabit them?”
“Yeah, but to think that you can define a person’s personality down to where the stars, moon, and sun were when they are born seems a bit…”
“Magical?” He beamed, knowing I really didn’t have room to doubt magic.
“Okay, I see your point.” But I still didn’t want to let it go. “Are you exactly like your zodiac sign? Did they even do signs back then?”
“Yes, the zodiac goes back over two thousand years, and I am a Cancer.”
My eyes narrowed, and I extended my hand to him, and he looked at it confused. “Your phone. I want to google something.”
“Google?” he questioned; nevertheless, reached over to his bedside table and handed me the phone.
Sitting up, I searched with my legs folded on under me. “Okay, so it says,” I scrolled so I could keep reading. “Cancer and Leo make a very interesting couple due to the fact that they are the only signs in the zodiac ruled by the lights in the sky, both of which are not planets—the sun and the moon.”
“I am the moon, and you are the sun.” He nodded, and that came off a lot more romantic to me for some reason, but I didn’t dwell on it.
“According to this, for intimacy compatibility, we are at thirty percent. Trust we are at fifty percent, communication and intellect, ten percent. They say even if we share the same interests, we will often have strangely different views on the same thing. And so, we will often drift apart as the conversation progresses. Overall we are at twenty-five percent as a couple.” I didn’t actually enjoy reading that, frowning as I glanced back at up at him. “Are you sure you want to believe in this still?”
“Whether it is twenty-five percent or one percent, we shall still be together, for it does not say impossible,” he said, gently taking his phone back to set it aside. He kissed the back of my hand and my knuckles and then my palm again before whispering, “The fact that it has taken me over a thousand years to meet you is proof alone that we were never meant to be easy, but we were always meant to be, Druella. So, you shall not scare or dishearten me with such things.”
“I…I wasn’t trying to scare you,” I whispered, distracted by the warmth I felt at his touch and kisses.
“So, you sought to scare yourself then?” he posed, his arms wrapping around my waist to bring me closer.
“No.” I swallowed, feeling myself getting sucked into him and unable to fight it. I couldn’t even manage to get my voice to come out right. “I- I was just trying to win the conversation, I guess.”
“Forgive me,” he whispered with his lips directly over mine. “I cannot allow you to do so on this.”
I quickly glanced at his lips and then back to his eyes. “I’m trying to think of something witty to say, but you’re distracting me.”
“Maybe it is not words you need.”
“Then what—”
He kissed me before I could finish my sentence, and I didn’t mind at all. My arms wrapped around his neck. Slowly, I fell back onto the bed as he got on top of me.
The weight of his hard body on mine.
The warmth I felt from him, from myself.
When his kisses moved from my lips to my jaw and down my neck, I couldn’t help but shiver. I felt as if we were floating on clouds.
“You are the sun of my life,” he whispered, kissing my ear. “The lion of my heart.” His lips once more found the space between my neck and shoulder. “The fire coursing through my veins.”