Bite Me - Scomiche (DISCONTINUED)

Bite Me - Scomiche (DISCONTINUED)

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"It's not every day that you find out your best friend of more than a decade and boyfriend of three years is a mortal vampire. It's also not every day that you find out a quarter of the world is too." Weirdly, it's not vampires' existence that's causing the problems in 2017, since they've co-existed with the humans in secret for Millennia and life was fine. It's rather the fact that humans now know they exist, and their reaction to their existence, that's causing chaos to break out around the human: Scott Hoying, and the Tenebris Vampire: Mitch Grassi's, almost perfect lives. As the battle between Anti-Vampire terrorists and the rest of the world commences, Scott and Mitch are driven out of their warm, peaceful home and forced into a life of fire, blood, disease and starvation as they struggle for survival as refugees in the middle of a supernatural war zone. Will the world ever come to a compromise of peace between human and vampire? Or will Mitch be forced to leave Scott because of his otherworldliness... A/N: A Scomiche/Pentatonix fanfiction. POVs will switch between Scott and Mitch throughout the book unless I say otherwise. Each chapter roughly 2000 words. <3 ~~~Sapphire
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〝he sighed, not speaking, and after some time, i heard his breathing slow down to a regular pace, and i couldn't tell if he was asleep. "mitch?" i said. he didn't answer, so i assumed he was. "i don't hate you," i whispered, then looked up to the pitch dark ceiling. "i think i might actually hold a big liking for you." 〞 mitch grassi can freeze time, and he wants to know what a snowflake looks like before it melts, so he does what he can do; freeze time. unfortunately, he didn't focus on the snowflake and rather on the blond stranger roaming the los angeles streets, bumping into somebody that was completely still and muttering a string of words mitch couldn't comprehend. [completed scomiche short story]

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