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ls of gas dotted the sky painting like a happy artist's imagination. They all watche

en the

the creator's creation. He hated this damn pla

o deserve this? Then he remembered. Yeah, he always did. The last war before he died for the very fi

ngle one

is right hand to go to war against the Great Coven of witche

anyone or anything to find him. He knew he was like a myth to some people but people always sought him to kill him. That

e

irelessly as he heard some of his bones snap into place. After all that had happened he s

the 300 years of living pass by again. Living a boring life of feeding on ani

o

round packs, scare the living shit

get a goo

e

destined to happen. After all what has he got to loose this t

k lips already feeling tired and hungry. The seductive monster was definit

and walked gradually looking like a toddler. After taking a few

fused, he felt it again. An undeniable pull like he

tore through the silent graveyard as the beaut

u've got no hope here, after

g inside his head. They were so happy to be given another chance again. It felt as painful as a burning fles

dashed into the woods in search of human blood. Some one to sink his tee

R I

ead that filled my mind was calmed by the kisses that graced my nec

that I was chained to the bed. My eyes were tied

into my head causing me to shiver uncontrollably

e as she breathed out harshly. Truthfully,

d again against my neck as he teased me with no mercy, opening my eyes slowly, my breath hitche

kill

art s

n the base of my stomach as he bit my neck slowly. I humm

ri

e worst feeling was how I was doing between my thighs. I just h

in, I saw Chris sleeping soundly on the bed with no scratch of any sort. Plus,

groaned pressing my hand to my forehead. I had never

e. I knew it. How? Why wou

ted to feel funny again. My cheeks reddened in realization. I had never h

like

fore turning around to see Chris

roat, "Christia

, "Yeah, you didn't sleep here yester

g down on his bed. I couldn't get my moans out of my head. "No

crouching and looking into my eyes. "Hey, I'm sorry for leaving you here but you

odded standing up which ma

eling ran though my body. "He awakened las

ol for 300 years? You know, the fairy with fangs?" My smile

e you getting your stories

rrassed. He smiled cutely at

. Kills people for fun. Psychotic. Said to be devilishly beau

orror. This was definitely not The Tribrid I knew of. Of course

him before he does something horrific again." One wor

nodding his head sadly. "What ho

village. Girls of your age." He completed making me

ng into my eyes but I was trying to hi

ound the house yard and I stared confusingly. The red eyed thing came

o

ut

istian asked and hugged me from behind. I le

d and held his hands which wer

ark on my neck. My body trembled a little at the contact ma

h

saw me from the bu