Flora (ON HOLD)
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Flora. An innocent nineteen year old, who has incredible abilities, but doesn't know why.
Alexander. A ruthless, power hungry vampire, who's been searching for centuries for a witch powerful enough to complete a certain spell for him.
What happens when Alexander kidnaps Flora to keep her abilities for himself? Will she be the one to melt his ice cold heart, or will he just end up corrupting her innocence?
EXTRACT:
"How do you turn into a vampire?"
He sighed then reached for his drink and took a few gulps.
"What is this- a fucking interrogation? I kidnapped you, surely I should be asking the questions, hm?" He muttered with a raised brow and I shrugged.
"I don't know how kidnapping works, I've never kidnapped anyone! But haven't you been alive for like, hundreds of years? Shouldn't you know how to kidnap people?"
This man is very rude and I don't like it!
Before I could even form a pout on my face he was in front of me and pushed me down so my back was lying on the bed and he was above me.
"Believe me, I know how to kidnap people..." he said with a smirk as he looked me over. "If I could have it my way, I'd have you tied up on this very bed, begging me to fuck you until I finally do then drain your sweet blood from your pathetic little body."
I gasped at his words as I looked up at him in shock.
Oh my... but that's for only when your married.
"I-I-"
He smirked then ran his finger down my neck.
"But there's something special about you." He stated as he pulled away. "I've never met a person with blood that tastes like yours, and can do the shit that you do."
I slowly sat up with my heart pounding out of my chest and my flushed cheeks.
"W-why?"
He scoffed then turned around to look at me.
"That's what we're trying to find out."
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