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He runs his hand up my spine.
"You know how I am" he says stepping back.
"Hhahaha yes Micheal Jackson" I say smart.
"You summoned me" he was questioned.
"Yes I did beautiful creature"
He runs his hand through my hair and then grabs it.
"I could kill you" he sniffs my neck.
"Yes I most certainly know that. I have a deal for you." I say in a demanding but suitable voice.
"Go on" he says letting got if my hair.
"You see as a small girl I loved you, but then you died.When the vampires came out the closet in 2020, so did you."he gives me a smile.
" do is this all just you being a fan. Let me guess a taste of your blood for a kiss or something. "
I cross my arms"no I'm sorry I'm not like your other fans,oh yes I want to be all over you but I have better  deal"I say walking towards him."now the you see I'm different but I bet you already smelt it Mr Jackson. My mom was a virgin when she had me,I'm possible right but hey she was had a accident at a hospital so she never made the sin of sex" I winx pulling something out my pocket.
"Ahh well I see I have you on the edge of your seat. So I was born with no sins as it happens I havent been de flowered, so I'm pure." I say taking the razor in my hand and cutting my arm. His eyes turn dark red."I am a special type of human, like a unicorn"I splice the razor on my skin again.
"But it so happens my fucked up life  gets worse when I turn out to be a masochist(likes pain). I made this discovery when I was first bitten but guess who did it my best friend who lived with me for three years."
At this time ive moved so close to Micheal he could easily grab me.
"So the deal if you get my blood if you only feed on me, and you can through a kiss in there" I wink.
Before he could speak I stepped back covering my arm letting the bleeding stop.
"You have till tomorrow night to answer" he walks up to me.
"Why." He asked.
"It's a full moon my blood will be at its peak, and if yes it'll be the first taste." I walk through a row of graves leaving my sent.
"I'll see you then my king" and then I  was gone.

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