Bloody Conviction (discontinued)

Bloody Conviction (discontinued)

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'Turn off the television -- in fact, why don't you turn off all the lights except for the one over your favorite chair? -- and we'll talk about vampires here in the dim. I think i can make you believe in them.' Clementine Salem Castlehold takes after her father, a once famous playwright, and writes. they've lived together since she turned four, alone, in London, the loneliest city in the world. the guilt that drove them there is a thick kind of cloud that hangs in the air no matter how far the pair reaches. Clemintine (Mint) can feel her father slipping away from her, drinking, dissapearing, and sobbing deep and early into the night.. the year is 2007, a man is dying, and his grandson is beside him. his last warning breath will spark this story as Denzel DaPortebello unravels the mystery his grandfather left behind about 'Minty'.
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"Fernanda, I'm serious!" Mother yelled again. "It isn't some nasty old hag! Come and see!" "I'm coming, hold on a second!" Fern yelled back, stumbling over the used towels as she exits the bathroom. "Um, Ma? Where are you?" Suddenly Ferns dark grey bedroom curtains open to reveal a very excited looking mother. This can't be good. Nothing good ever happens when someone appears from behind curtains. "Mother, I don't think I want to go--hey!" Fern pretested but was cut off by her mother pulling her into the curtains. But oh man, mother was right. It most certainly was not an old hag. The exact opposite really. Standing outside, across the road at the newly bought house was one attractive man, minus a shirt and add some sexy muscles covered in sweat from hauling furniture and that equals one drooling girl and a perverted mother for checking the man out.

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