the one love

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prologue:

My heart pounded as I heard him draw close I loved him but not the same way.

I ran down the road my feet splashing puddles, the smell of death and evil enveloped me as I walked in to the graveyard.

The moonlight pierced the fog casting an mysterious glow among the graves. I felt the weeds rub against my bare ankles, I felt a chill creep down my spine as a cold breath blew on my neck.

" did you really think you would get away my love?"

his words caused me to shiver I felt his mouth kiss my neck then bite down mercilessly. He was predator I was prey. Or in this case, food

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