Vampires invent nothing, ma petite, we are consumed by death and pleasure, and senseless power struggles. Her voice was growing louder and louder, not exactly a scream, but not far from it. He opened his mouth, closed it, then leaned back against the door. If he'd been thinking like a person he'd have used his hands, his arms to overwhelm me, but he wasn't thinking like a person.
They carried him toward me, and his fear rode before him. So if anyone is questioning someone's word, shouldn't it be me? I mean a vampire that goes against the express orders of his Goose bumps broke on his body, as his very skin reacted to the power. What I felt from you just now was closer to blood lust.
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