Scenario:I'm falling in love with a fallen angel, I want this story to be from the guys pov
His name is jacob black, he has green eyes and black hair
The girls name is MiKayla Greigh, she has blue eyes and long brown hair
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I'm falling in love with a fallen angel, I want this story to be from the guys pov
His name is jacob black, he has green eyes and black hair
The girls name is MiKayla Greigh, she has blue eyes and long brown hair
Jacob Black
mortal in love with an angel, deeply connected to MiKayla, green eyes, black hair, compassionate and brave.
MiKayla Greigh
fallen angel in love with Jacob, deeply connected to Jacob, blue eyes, long brown hair, ethereal and conflicted.
Sarah Jennings
Jacob's best friend and confidante, supportive of Jacob and MiKayla's relationship, hazel eyes, curly red hair, witty and loyal.
She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen.
I know that sounds cliché, but it’s true.
Her long brown hair blew in the wind, and her blue eyes sparkled in the sunlight.
She was an angel, and I was a mere mortal.
I didn’t deserve someone as beautiful as her.
I didn’t deserve her at all.
But I wanted her.
I needed her.
I had to have her.
I watched her from a distance, afraid to approach her.
She was sitting on a park bench, reading a book.
She looked so peaceful, so content.
I wondered what she was reading, what she was thinking about.
I stood hidden behind a tree, my heart pounding in my chest.
Every beat echoed in my ears, drowning out the sounds of the park around me.
MiKayla turned a page in her book, her fingers delicate and graceful.
I could almost feel the texture of the paper under her touch.
My mind raced with thoughts of our forbidden love.
What would happen if I approached her?
Would she welcome me, or would she turn away?
Fear and desire waged a fierce battle within me.
Suddenly, MiKayla looked up from her book.
Her eyes scanned the area, and for a moment, I thought she might have sensed my presence.
Our eyes met, and an electric connection surged between us.
It was like a jolt of lightning straight to my heart.
I took a step forward, my resolve hardening.
I had to speak to her, no matter the risks.
Just as I was about to call out her name, Sarah appeared out of nowhere and grabbed my arm.
"Jacob, what are you doing?" she hissed, pulling me back behind the tree.
"I have to talk to her," I insisted, trying to shake off her grip.
"Are you crazy?" Sarah's eyes were wide with panic. "You know how dangerous this is."
"I don't care," I said through gritted teeth. "I need to see her."
Sarah sighed, glancing over at MiKayla who was still engrossed in her book.
"Fine," she said reluctantly. "But I'm staying close by. If anything happens..."
"Nothing will happen," I interrupted, though I wasn't entirely sure myself.
Taking a deep breath, I stepped out from behind the tree and walked towards MiKayla.
Each step felt like an eternity.
The distance between us seemed to stretch on forever.
Finally, I was close enough that she couldn't ignore me.
"MiKayla," I called out softly.
She looked up, surprise flickering across her face before it melted into a warm smile.
"Jacob," she said, closing her book and standing up. "What are you doing here?"
"I had to see you," I replied, my voice trembling slightly.
She glanced around nervously. "You know it's not safe for us to be seen together."
"I don't care," I said, echoing my earlier words to Sarah. "I can't stay away from you."
MiKayla's eyes softened, but there was still a hint of worry in them.
Before she could respond, Sarah stepped forward from where she'd been lurking nearby.
"We need to be quick," Sarah urged, looking around anxiously. "This place isn't safe."
MiKayla nodded and reached out to take my hand. The warmth of her touch sent a shiver down my spine.
"Let's go somewhere more private," she suggested.
We started walking towards a secluded part of the park when suddenly we heard footsteps approaching rapidly from behind us.
Sarah spun around, her face pale with fear. "Someone's coming!"
Without thinking, I grabbed MiKayla's hand tighter and pulled her into a run.
We dashed through the trees, branches scratching at our skin as we went deeper into the woods.
The footsteps grew louder and closer. My heart pounded even harder than before.
Just as we thought we had lost them, a figure emerged from the shadows ahead of us.
We skidded to a halt, breathless and terrified.