So what if I'm evil? So what if I'm the thing from only the darkest parts of the human imagination?
Does being a soul-less, blood-sucking demon forever damned to the fires of hell mean that I cannot love? Because, if that's so, what am I feeling right now? Is it just my imagination?
If so, then why do I feel real hurt when he is away? Why do I cringe at the though of losing him? He's just another human.
Right?
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Untouchable (Twilight FanFiction)
FanfictionWhen Vanessa returns to the city of Ottawa, she expects the normal happenings. Hunting, resting, and etc. But when she meets Zach, whose blood she can't resist, she gets more than she bargained for. And when she is forced to kidnap him for his own g...
