Hello, I wrote tears of fire and I would like to continue it see how many people reviewed and were so interested. The problem is I forgot my old email for that account so that's why I created a new one. If anyone does not wish for that story to be continued just let me know and I won't finish, 'm going to need some reviews so I can get writing and working on it again just post one if you would like me to and I will start at it right away on this account thank you!
So here is a preview and example of chapter 16 for the story, again let me know if you want me to continue with this story!
Kikyo lay in her bed, tossing and turning. The night air was unusually hot. And after her evening with Inuyasha and his friends and with that whole scene with Marguerite she felt completely at a loss. Especially when Inuyasha had came to her trying to reconcile.
She sighed deeply rising up from the comfort of the bed that Donovan had provided and she rushed over to the balcony that graced her room outside. She opened up the two large French doors and stood underneath the moon. The night's breeze blowing past. Though it was warm and humid she enjoyed what coolness the night's air had to offer.
The chemise she wore for bed clung to her body, its sheer white material raveling what lay underneath. Which was a white fitting corset with white lace trim and a single pearl that adorned the top in the middle of her breast. Her legs were covered practically up to her thigh with white matching stockings that attached to the corset strings.
It wasn't what she was used to wearing to bed and almost made her feel as though she had to breath heavier just to retain air. She couldn't help but think what strange clothing Damien and his wife had in their keeping. Also the furniture they decorated their home in. It was far more complex than the ordinary designs of her homeland.
Kikyo wondered then if she should leave, she wondered if she was right for being here. She didn't understand why she had agreed to help Nirvana but….she also knew she was now obligated to fight alongside her now that she had restored her life to her once more.
It was a feeling of boundment and duty she hated, but at the same time, she knew what had to be done.
Inuyasha would be living tomorrow…she didn't know exactly if she was relieved by that sudden thought that took hold of her mind, or if she was disappointed by it.
She didn't have long to think on it however, for shortly after, a soft knock came tapping at her chamber door.