I F E E L Y O U

Part 4

A little sketch dump of Yrene Towers, because I’m finally reading Tower of Dawn.

Welp this is part of a thing I doodled on my iPad. I might bring it into Photoshop and do a lot more!? Who wouldve thought I’d ever draw chaol LOL.

Be thankful there was a hurricane in Ireland and I got off college babies 

Day 14- Morrigan with the Veritas.

hush hush by becca fitzpatrick

They saw themselves as future rulers over the Earth's population, lusting after power, money, and even human woman. Fallen Angels: The Frightening Truth (Hush, Hush)

I’ll pick you up at five.

Coach pointed beside me. “All right, Patch. Let’s say you’re at a party. The room is full of girls of all different shapes and sizes. You see blonds, brunettes, redheads, a few girls with black hair. Some are talkative, while others appear shy. You’ve found one girl who fits your profile-attractive, intelligent, and vulnerable. How do you let her know you’re interested?”  "Single her out. Talk to her.“  "Good. Now for the big question-how do you know if she’s game or if she wants you to move on?”  "I study her,“ Patch said. "I figure out what she’s thinking and feeling. She’s not going to come right out and tell me, which is why I have to pay attention. Does she turn her body toward mine? Does she hold my eyes, then look away? Does she bite her lip and play with her hair, the way Nora is doing right now?”  Laughter rose in the room. I dropped my hands to my lap.  "She’s game,“ said Patch, bumping my leg again. Of all things, I blushed. 

“Guard your body.” His smile tipped higher. “I take my job seriously, which means I’m going to need to get acquainted with the subject matter on a personal level.”

If you can’t feel, why did you kiss me? Patch traced a finger along my collarbone, then headed south stopping at my heart. I felt it pounding through my skin. Because I feel it here, in my heart. 

“I want it off.”

the ability to manifest wings at one’s will. perhaps one of the most beautiful mutations in its prime state, wing manifestation is a subpower of angelic physiology and a variation of appendage generation. despite their seraphic appearance, those blessed with this power often see their wings as a curse, due to the excruciating pain that comes with the molting and regrowth processes. if one receives the chance to look upon the bare back of a mutant with this almost ethereal gift, their eyes will often be greeted with a plethora of scars, as their skin must break each time their wings sprout. these near angelic individuals are forced to endure immense suffering each time they use their mutation, and yet they learn to cope with the pain, as the gift of flight is often worth the hellish price they must pay.