Blood Seduction
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Last published Tue, Feb 9, 2016
"You will go through life craving the blood of everyone around you.
You will not be able to walk into a room without having the strongest
feelings of blood lust any creature has ever felt. Your mouth will
water at the death of another. You will have the need to cause people
pain for it brings you pleasure." The hooded figure whispered to the
small child resting soundlessly in the crib. "Levion Thorn, You will
grow up a lusting monster." The figure kissed the head of the child and
vanished into the night.
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