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A Thousand Thrones

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Parts 24
Time 3h 58m

A game of Seven Minutes in Heaven turned into my personal Hell.  I didn't know the first boy I'd kiss, I'd kill.  But I couldn't help it.  The feeling, the power it gave me as I drained the life from his body was amazing.  But when he dropped to a heap on the floor in front of me, his eyes open and unseeing, I screamed. 
Because one look, you're mine. 
One touch, I've got you under my spell. 
One kiss...
You're dead.All Rights Reserved

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