I woke up this morning feeling trapped. My hands and feet felt like lead. I could smell the death lingering in the air. I could scream. I could fight. I could waste all of my energy into trying to free myself. But, what good would that do? I'm trapped. I know that. I know what's coming. Am I scared?
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It's A Promise
VampireRevenge is what most are hungry for. The taste for blood is what most desire. It's the feeling you get when your hands are covered in scarlet red, and your heart is in your ears. Pounding against your skull. The butterflies fluttering in your st...
