Tears and blood (On Hold)

Tears and blood (On Hold)

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The stench of fresh blood filled the house, I saw Alex lying on the ground, surrounded by red liquid, eyes wide opened, blood rushing out of his open wound, his chest laid still, no flickers of life in his eyes, I watched the stillness of his breath, shivers ran down my spine as I realized he was no longer breathing. The cold look reflected on his face gave me shudders, I stood there watching and I was almost convinced that it wasn't real. It must be a nightmare, it can't be real, Alex can't be dead but the more I try to convince my self, the more it becomes clearer to me. I saw a piece of paper lying beside Alex's body and it read: THIS IS NOT THE END, IT HAD ONLY JUST BEGUN. Tears stinged my eyes, as I began hyperventilating, I was having an attack. Dylan who was also shocked from the scene in front of us saw me as I tried struggling for breathe, he hurried over to my side and hugged me tightly, everything got blurry, the pain in mY chest increased and I couldn't breathe, life was living me slowly. My body feels as frozen as the ground beneath me, my lips began to shiver. The last thing I saw was Dylan's blue eyes before I gave in to darkness. Time stopped.
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SEQUEL TO FROZEN TEARS. COMPLETED. "Hey darling," a dark man with vampire red eyes greets me with a sudden hand curling around my neck and lifting me off the ground. He tilts his head and looks behind me as I claw at his hands, trying my best to get away from his powerful hold that doesn't seem to want to let me go. I don't need to breathe, but dammit it hurts when his nails dig into my skin. "I saw your little friend walk in here, and I'm more than happy to have a taste." "I'm not exactly sharing," I hiss through gritted teeth, and with a throaty laugh he drops me to the floor. I'm back up in a second, lunging for him with canines extended. // NO PICTURES THAT I USED TO MAKE THE COVER ARE MINE // Copyright 2016 - Sophia Kjeldbjerg. All rights reserved. No part of this story may be copied, reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted to anyone. It cannot be transmitted or copied by any means - such as by electronical devices, photocopies, recordings, mechanicals or any other forms - without prior written permission by the author herself. Copying this story is a violation of the copyright law.

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