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Started with Snow

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Reads 14,530
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Parts 21
Time 3h 2m

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Snow is a vampire and in this world he is nothing but a slave, entertainment for the humans. He  knows the up and downs of the slave trade, with one bad experience after another. All he needs is for it to finally end so he can be at peace, but will he open himself up when a flicker of hope presents it's self?

Ashslav who is content in his human life gets something on a whim he never would've thought he'd buy. Can he show his soft side and fall in love, or will their differences separate them? Mix in his family and friends its bound to be a disaster, or will it?All Rights Reserved

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Hunger

Hunger. His stomach ached with pure hunger. His lips bled. His hands were nearly frozen shut by the freezing air around him. He couldn't move them if he tried. He could smell blood. Fresh circulating blood. The booze that had stained his breath had done little to numb the agony that tore at his lungs. The snow around him had reached his knees and its soaking-wet weight clung to his trousers like chains. His mind felt dreary, filled with a dull roar as he trenched closer and closer to the raw scent, closer to the pinprick of light that shone against the thick forest trees. It swam a little in front of him through tear-soaked eyes and he fought the urge to cough from his cotton-dry mouth. He licked at his cracked lips and continued to stumble through the snow. He couldn't feast, not tonight. But he could possibly find a distraction or two. A very delicious distraction.