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This is kinda like a one shot book but instead we will be writing a paragraph each.. who knows where it will go!

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by Crazy_Kats

by Crazy_Kats

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Welcome to our book of absolute craziness here you have our very strange minds in action! Enjoy!

Rowan writing (in italics)
Artemis writing (normal)

She looked at me, raising one eyebrow.
"You sure you want to go ahead with this?" she asked. To anyone who didn't know her she appeared cool and confident, but I could tell from the way she tugged at her sleeve that she was nervous. I nodded. I wasn't sure, but something told me it was the right thing to do.

She took in the beautiful face in front of her, almost a goddess in looks. The top button of her shirt was open, revealing her lovely full breasts. She was panting, just as quick as me. Her eyes filled with lust as her hand smoothed my cheek.

I pulled her towards me, bringing my lips to hers. Oh god, this feel so good, I thought. So natural. Like it was meant to be. My lips still fused to hers, I tangled my hands in her long golden hair, and she started to gently grind against me. I moaned into her mouth as I pushed her softly onto the double bed behind us. I broke the kiss. I was straddling her. Holy fuck, this was happening.

I pulled her hair to one side and brought my lips to her neck. My teeth sank into her soft flesh, her screams filling the room. Another screamer, I thought. The sweet taste of blood filled my mouth and I could feel moisture dripping down my chin. I couldn't stop drinking from her, her blood was just so sweet. Her body went limp in my arms as the blood cut short, I kissed the lifeless body then carried her out to the dumpster when the rest of my victims lie.

"Fuck," I swore, wiping my bloody chin against my sleeve. Ten minutes to get to class. I'm surprised we didn't go further like the last one. Blood always tastes nicer when the hormones are raging wild. Oh well, blood is blood. I go into the small en-suite and splash my face with cold water. I'm getting hungrier. It must be something to do with the building stress due to college coursework. I tie my hair back in a messy bun, and open my apartment door.

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OOOOOOO I NEED SOME HOLY WATTTERRRR!!
I feel this should have a sequel. But we're too lazy for that