Blood on My Pillow
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She lived for the passion - the erotic thrill - and killed for the blood. Eliza wasn't a simple girl. She chased a fairytale romance like any other but the blood cravings and murders set her apart from the rest. Do monsters deserve happily ever afters? Killing her one-night-stands was bound to catch up to her eventually. She just didn't know when...or whose lives she'd have to sacrifice because of it.
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