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Ongoing, First published Jan 01, 2014
He looks at me with his blood red eyes, staring into my soul. I should be running, i should be hiding. But i am glued to my spot. He touches my cheeks with his cold blue hands, sending jolts down my spine. And what he said to me gave me chills. "Tell me, pet. How broken are you?". He frightens me, yet, i am deeply in love with him.All Rights Reserved
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