It isn't him. The vampire halted in its tracks, its auburn hair turning as white as its skin. You don't have to for me. I've had enough, she thought suddenly, sitting up.
He sucked out her anger, left her stretched out in despair as his words thundered over her. gainst the chaise- longue, while the whole room pulsed softly in and out like a golden heart. She always had mixed feelings about staying here—she loved the house and grounds, disliked her aunt—but this time she had welcomed the chance. He took their life-force, as you do.
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