Nina
Fallen got everything I asked for, and even a few pieces of cloth and some Hell-flowers for Hali to work her magic and make more clothes for us.
As I glided the brush on the canvas, I felt a little light and peace spreading in my heart. In a couple of hours, the colours and strokes became the face I adored, Zorion’s.
“This guy is a piece of cake with extra caramel and whipped cream on top! Fallen is a hottie too, all the muscles, the cool orange eyes and even the cute horns to hold onto during a wild ride. The only issue there is the hair. He really needs to fix it. A mullet is something that you just see in Hell. I am not talking about fun Hell, but the cringing part!” Hali chuckled, shaking her head and frowning a little. She too showed me the blouses she had made. They were be
