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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 · Fantasi
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289 Chs

Fangorn's forbidden love

The Great Forest is much busier than the last time I found myself wandering it's perimeters- which isn't to say much, as the last time I was here was when I was battling Soren with rioting flame creatures whilst simultaneously trying to keep myself alive and very un-bitten- look how well that turned out. So even if there had been lonesome creatures stalking through the long shadows of the trees that night looking for fresh meat and the spoils of another hunter's meal, I would hardly have been aware of them. On the back of my horse, I laugh to myself.

Funny how Soren always manages to pinpoint himself as the focus of attention.

As the lantern lit pathway becomes darker the further we descend into the forest and the muffled buzz and clamour of a hard at work city fades to a diluted hum, I slow my horse to a trot, easing on the reins as I lean forward to soothe the horse, clapping my hand reassuringly on the side of its neck.