The unknown ( Sequel to Past the Darkness )

The unknown ( Sequel to Past the Darkness )

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Half a decade ago I left behind the life I didn't choose to have. I was turned against my will, thrown in the water and forced to float. I tried to deal with my feelings but it was almost impossible when I had to choose between two people I love. So I left and spent five years in Europe to clear my head. Along my travels I discovered that us vampires aren't the only killing supernatural beings out there. There are others that are just as fast, strong and brave. I don't know if going home is a good idea but it's the only idea I have right now.
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I knew she was in trouble. I knew her life was nothing, but a train-wreck; A distaster waiting to explode. I knew she was in agony and I knew her soul consisted of haunting memories and malicious dreams of a man who once brought her immense torture. I knew she was hurting and that falling for her was the last thing I needed on my plate. But with each everlasting glance and with each passionate kiss, my heart never beat the same. Her essence was craved by my longing soul and nothing, even a psycho ex-boyfriend, could cease me from drowning in her eternal love. Every inch of my body flooded with lust for her touch. Every thought swarming around my head ached for her never ending affection. Every move and every word spoken involved the cherishing infatuation of her presence. I knew I would go through hell and back to make her mine and only mine. I wanted her. I needed her. I suspired nothing more than her latency and her body against mine. This was My Moment.

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