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Bloodshed & Tears [Jeff the Killer]

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Time 4h 32m

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Blood.

It was such a strong scent that I avoided but it was something that kept me alive for these years. I don't kill people anymore for their blood as I would often lose control of myself and in order to regain control I only drink from blood bags that is supplied from a certain doctor I knew. Being immortal was not a reward and more like a curse. I never imagined how difficult it was to be an eternal being who manifests on poor creatures as I lurked in the night, killing those who do wrong. Sadly for me, being immortal left me alone since the people I loved and cherished are dying and getting old. 

If only I could take back my mistakes I would do anything to be human again.All Rights Reserved

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Monster Marks by inspired2fly

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You'll always be mine. by ErynDixon

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My childhood was a nightmare of broken homes and lost hope. But through sheer will, I became a successful nurse. I've never cared what people thought of me, never let anyone dictate how I live my life. I've been through enough to know how to fight for what I want, how to work hard until I get it. But then he came into my life. It wasn't planned. I didn't want him. I didn't need him-or at least, that's what I kept telling myself. His presence unsettled me, challenging everything I thought I knew about control and power. For once, I felt my resolve begin to waver. I always thought I was strong enough to handle anything life threw my way. But with him, I'm not so sure. He's a creature of the night, a vampire cloaked in secrets buried in centuries of blood and shadow. The darkness he carries calls to me in ways I never imagined. Now, I stand at a crossroads. Will I remain the strong, stubborn woman I've always been, refusing to bend to anyone's will? Or will I surrender to the allure of his darkness, letting it consume me piece by piece until I'm no longer myself? One thing's certain: my life will never be the same.