She stared in his scarlet eyes which made her heart skip and flutter. She felt as if she was about to die as he leaned in closer, hovering his lips over hers, his breath blowing down her neck making her quiver. Her muscles weakened and she began to melt in his arms. He held her close and kissed her ear, parting his lips to say something.
"You're going to die," he whispered in her ear softly as if he was a messenger of death.
She looked at him, her vision began to blur, her body began to grow weak and unresponsive. The last thing she was able to hear was his insane laughter, then she fell limp and lifeless. The man brushed his charcoal hair aside to show his face, which was twisted with a cynical smirk with a slight fang poking out and complimented with his bright scarlet eyes made him look more demented than his heart.
