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her | 그녀 (bts au) | ON HOLD!
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Ongoing, First published Jan 20, 2018
Mature
The walked among humans. The supernatural. Some were aware and others, not so much. They think it's all fiction, just a fairytale told to scare off little kids. She knew the truth, but only partially. There was one creature they were never allowed to speak of. Vampires. 
The thought itself was enough to make fear roll itself down your spine and for the heart to beat so violently it felt like it would jump out of one's chest. But she was more so curious rather than afraid, she yearned to know more. It almost was something that ate away at her, plaguing her mind whenever there seemed nothing to think about. 
But they too were curious. For her blood was different and definitely rare. It was sought after by all vampires, for the fact that it was like a drug, sweet and addicting. They believed it made them strong, so much so her scent seemed alluring. It has been centuries since one has walked with this fragrance and getting your hands on it is a dirty game that they are all willing to play.
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