*True Blood*(Normal or not? [An Eric Northman story])
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  • Reads 319,075
  • Votes 7,015
  • Parts 25
  • Time 2h 9m
Ongoing, First published Nov 23, 2011
Disclaimer: I do not own true blood!
so this story is about the very sexy Eric Northman whos very cocky and insensitive (Watch True Blood!) well im not going to give away much but Scarlett is the Main Character and she is in simple words unique.Oh by the way i dont own the characters from TRUE BLOOD ITSELF!!! yeah yeah a reminder of course. But what happens when an outsider comes in and makes an impression on every one in little bon Tomps? will our main character steal the heart of more than one supernatural being? read and find out!
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