My Volturi Mate (A Twilight Fan-Fiction)

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There is no point to my life. Or almost life, I don't serve purpose and I was designed to kill. I don't even do what I was designed to do anymore, I haven't done for 200 years ever since I met Samuel. I stole his gift of being able to create human blood at the click of a finger. Just like I stole everyone elses powers...

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