Dystopian Dream
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She fought fiercly but it wasn't enough. Now she'll be punished for fighting at all...
When Mae lost her family while fighting a dangerous vampire, she tought she had lost all that made her want to live.
In a world left in pieces by war and infested with the Liveless who hunger for the flesh of the living, what good can be left?
Why then should she not join a dangerous mission that may kill her?
But sometimes we only know that we want to live when we look death into it's gorgeous eyes.
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"Don't forget our deal, Princess," he growled while holding my hands above my head.
"I haven't but you can't take anymore blood, please. I'm still too weak from last night and then it'll take me forever to recover." My whisper was barely audible but his grin told me that he had heard me.
"Don't worry," he answered while running his fingers down my neck and over my body," I'm hungry for something else." With that he pressed his lips on mine and it became clear to me what he wanted.
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Loosely inspired by blood of eden
TRIGGER WARNING
violence, sexual assault
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