Blood Lust
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Last published Thu, Feb 13, 2014
"Do you know what I am?" He
whispered into my ear, his voice
sounding raspy and pained.
"No."
I could feel his lips curl over his
teeth into a smile against my ear
and my heart jumped to my throat,
pounding through my temples.
"Oh my dear, dear Nicoline. Would
you like to know?"
"What are you?" My voice was
trembling.
"Vampire." He said before his
mouth moved to my neck and a
frozen pain erupted through my
veins.
|Written By My Friend: Amber Kalland|
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