"What am I going to do with you?" the real Damen asks, attempting a disapproving gaze but failing miserably. Both of them equally tall, dark, and so devastatingly handsome they hardly seem real. "Nope, nothing fruity about him." I laugh, smiling a teach of my Damens-the replica I manifested before me, and the flesh and blood version beside me. "You were supposed to think of an orange. And when he groans, I open my eyes to see for myself. Feel it, see it, touch it, taste it, accept it, manifest it!" he says.
Feel its contours with the tips of your fingers, cradle its weight in the palms of your hands, then combine all of your senses-sight, touch, smell, taste-can you taste it?" See its texture, shape, and color-got it?" Henry MillerĬhapter One "Close your eyes and picture it. Blue Moon The Immortals - Book 2 By Alyson Noel Every man has his own destiny the only imperative is to follow it, to accept it, no matter where it leads him.
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