Fan Fiction ❯ the look of sanity ❯ Angels, sin, and love ( Chapter 1 )

Hellina- well here it goes my first original fic if you want more please review or you know you want me to stop this story I would just love to here some feed back.

 

Angels, sin, and love

 

Darius sat out on the veranda, he looked up at the stars as he listened to the tell tail thunder in the distance. A storm was fast approaching, and he was certainly glad for the interruption. The brunet sighed his life had gone down the drain with the introduction of Laiann Marquee; she was a princess from Benoth and just as beautiful as his brothers had claimed yet none of that had mattered for he had no interest in marrying anyone from Benoth, well that was until the princesses cousin had walked through the palace gates. The young man was exquisite, he was just over five foot seven inches tall, with long black curls that fell to his shoulders, and eyes of such deep blue you could almost drown in them. He had begged to know the boys name form any one that would listen and in the end he had been presented with one that sounded as though it was meant for an angel, Kerin.

He could only imagine what the boy him self would taste like if the princes name tasted so sweet, and it seemed that he would be fated to only imagine for Kerin would undoubtedly be married to a prince or princess of high status not to the seconded prince of a small country like Lenite. Kerin was the prince of Tanara the biggest country in all of Nevardiea, and surely he would want to make a treaty with one of the bigger countries such as Penatie or Fanishea. Not some where like Lenite, and certainly not to their second prince. Even if neither of them had to think of treaties or parents, there was still the fact that Kerin was beautiful and that the boy would never want him, Kerin was a vision why would he ever settle for someone like Darius no he thought ` this what ever it is will just have to be ignored at all costs.'

 

 

Prince Kerin Black was damned sure he had seen an angel; the ethereal being had come to him in the form of the second son of king Manic of Lenite. He was exquisite from his expensive shoes to his head adorned with platinum locks that framed his misty purple eyes, sitting above a regale nose and full pouty lips that begged to be ravaged. The prince had heard for the young mans beauty but he was still not ready for the reality, witch could not be described by words no matter how hard any scribe tried he was sure, and for that reason alone the brunet couldn't help but fall head over heals in love with the blond.

 

Tbc…