My Vampire best friend

My Vampire best friend

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"You promised you wouldn't leave me. You promised!" His eyes darken slightly. His iris is more red and gold, showing the darker side of him that he hides from me. The monster. "I also promised I would keep you safe. I can't keep both of those at the same time." He scowls and turns away, walking out of the empty alleyway. "I'm nothing without you." My voice cracks, begging him to stay. To not leave me alone. He turns around in an instant. "Don't ever say that. Ever." "It's true, Zach. I need my best friend-" In a flash, he's covered the whole length of the alleyway, cradling my face in his arms, unshed violence in his eyes. "That's what hurts the most, Ava. Believe me." He presses his face to my chest, listening to the thumping of my heart. I curl my fingers through his hair softly. "I can't give you everything without ruining you." In which a sad girl and a sardonic vampire who happened to be best friends meet each other again. #Giveitatry XOXOX Viviansbella
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He leans in, his breath ghosting over my skin, every inch of space between us collapsing. "Still pretending you have a choice?" His voice is soft, almost amused. My throat tightens, but I force the words out anyway. "I don't belong to you." A low, knowing chuckle rumbles through him. Fingers tighten around my chin, tilting my face up until I'm caught in his unyielding gaze. Cold. Calculating. "Belong?" he echoes, as if the word itself is laughable. "You exist because I allow it. You breathe because I haven't taken that from you, yet." Tears burn at the edges of my vision, but I don't dare look away. "Fight all you want," he murmurs, eyes scanning my face, his grip unshaking. "Scream, beg, break--I don't care. In the end, little one, you'll learn. Because every part of you?" His lips brush against my ear, a cruel whisper of finality. "It's already mine." __________________________________________ A meaningless prank call caused this disaster, a series of deaths and misery. And maybe it was more than a prank call... maybe it was your loved ones, the people you least expect it to be, to stab you in the back. After all, they do say money changes a person. **18+** **DARK ROMANCE**

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