[WARNING: PG 13/ RATED R MATERIAL AHEAD!] "Fuck you!" I yelled into his face and watched his eyes flare with anger. Before I could even blink, his hand grabbed my throat harshly. Holding me by the neck he brought me off the ground so that my feet dangled and I was at eye level with him. His eyes weren't what caught my attention, it was his long white fangs that did. "Now, be a good girl and tell me what I want to know." --Annabel isn't one to cheat death, but sometimes it seems to have become a habit. She lives to kill the bad guys, and in this day and age the bag guys aren't robbers or even close human. They are the supernatural. With humans being killed left and right, she takes on the challenge of finding the vampire who killed her best friend, even if she has to turn a few stones to get there. And if getting beat up or coming close to the gates of hell isn't bad, then getting help from an arrogant Faerie is much worse. Tricky bastards they are.
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