An Ember Beneath My Skin

An Ember Beneath My Skin

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As a vampire, I always felt cold. For as long as I could remember, only blood made any difference for me. But when I encountered her for the first time, her skin was warm. Hot, even. It was terrifying. So naturally I was curious.
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