The girl with a thousand names

The girl with a thousand names

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I had never fed off of Azzy before...and I was scared to hurt him. I was fighting my instincts, because I was afraid to hurt him. But I lost the fight when he pulled me in a bear hug, and placed my arms on his shoulders. He put his right arm around my waist to prevent me from backing away, and his left hand in my hair at the back of my head to force my head to the steady pulse in the crook where his throat and shoulder met. My bloodlust took over my actions then. Shaz's blood was sweet, thick, powerful and delicious. It was definitely the most delicious thing I had ever tasted. I only took what I needed, not enough to really affect him in any kind of way. Pulling away, and not keep drinking from him till he was dry, was the hardest thing I had ever done before.
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"Apres chaque conte de fée, il y a une fin indésitive, un destin a parcourir. Au delá des flames, des Océans déchaines, j'ai sombré dans le noir. A ce moment lá, j'ai vu cette lumière qui m'appellait au loin" I heard the masculine voice singing and I found myself enjoying every bit of the song like I knew that song. I was about to stand up and find out where this voice was coming from when I felt a presence next to me. I quickly turned around to be meet by a green eyes, making my heart melt right now. I looked at the men intensely. He was much taller than me and looked much older than me too, around 20-24 years old. He had black hair and look like a fucking Greek god I must say. i stare at him, taking in his every beautiful features. "Damn" I found myself thinking. He was not less than a Greek God. He was muscular, and from the shirt he put, you could see his 6 pack and toned abs. His face was a beauty. I could stare at him and never get bored. "What the hell?" I thought. Why was I drooling over a guy like that? I was so busy thinking about the sexy stranger that I didn't notice, he was so closer to me. I look at him and suddenly out of the blue, he put his right hand on my cheek. Like he was admiring me, making sure I was no illusion. At that very moment, I felt sparks from the contact of our skin in my body and everything became a blur to me. Only one word could be form in my mouth. The famous word "mate". I looked at him eyes wide. My face shocked. "How?" was the only thing I could think of. Oh my gosh! I have a second mate I thought shivering but how the heck? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Who thought Elena's life could get even worst that huh? Well hop in and Lets see if there is even a little light in Elena's dark life.

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