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When Blood Runs Cold

[MATURE CONTENT] A vampire's love is a dangerous thing. Beautiful and fiery, dangerous and domineering. A perfect lover, and, a perfect killer... 'A vampire is the world's perfect predator,' I was once told. 'Seduce you with a smile, a wink, a caress of your cheek, a kiss on your lips. Then they will rip your wings off with their bare hands, leave you flightless; yet in their tight embrace of death, enchanted, you would not even struggle. Not even as they drained each thick drop of blood from your pulsing veins. Vampires are as masterful as they are cruel, they would like nothing greater than to play the overlord in a game of life and death, of love and lies. To them, you are a trifle, a plaything to tempt and toy with. If you think you are anything more, then you have already fallen for their trap.' If this is true, it would take him little under an hour to have me dead. I should have been dead weeks ago. Maybe, I already am.

Wolfgirl1215 · Fantasie
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Requesting an audience with the Siren Queen

Initially, I thought Cylus was bad enough. A creepy, multilimbed, two headed freak of nature with a revoltingly high appetite for human flesh and a severe lacking for the basic differentiation between friend and food? No thank you. But then there is the Siren Queen.

There is no other way to describe her other than absolutely terrifying. So utterly fear inducing, in fact, that Kal, who swims shakily beside me, nearly almost screams. And for Kal- the witty dragon boy known for making untimely jokes right in the face of death itself, even when his life appears to be ending in an inch of a second, that is saying something.