I met an exquisite morsel at that horrid school yesterday. Shiloh. Delicious name and the scent of such an innocent and tortured soul famished me like the starved beast I've been for quite some time. I cannot erase that particular scent and sensation from my mind. I gave her the name Noah to call me by, such a simple yet important name to those mortals. I believe she has a fondness for me and I've courted her effortlessly. I believe her to be well worth my time in the pleasure it will give me to consume that pretty little soul she has.
I'm going on a date with her tomorrow under the guise of her showing me around her all putrid town. Undoubtedly she'll have a special place that she knows about and would love to share with who she believes to be a new romance to her miserable life and there is where it will be her mistake in trusting such an obvious trouble into her life and trying at romance with a complete stranger.
Doesn't she know what happens to cute girls when they don't listen to the simple efficient advice of their ancestors. Advice that very truthfully fits this particular scenario.
"Never trust a stranger"
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Ma Vie
RandomShe was an angel that wanted chaos, he was a demon that was seeking peace. She didn't want to say I love you so instead she said goodnight because love means falling and she was afraid of heights. Shiloh is a simple highschool student but she is co...
