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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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Prowling creatures

To be able to withstand Azrael's powers...

Rapping my fingers against the arm chair in an attempt to dispel some of the nervous energy that has come to linger in my limbs, I let myself wonder on that statement for a moment. As of yet, I have not anyone (disregarding myself) who has the mental capacity to withstand Azrael's mind tricks and illusions. There is nothing particularly vexing about how people are able to withstand his powers, in fact it is rather simple. It relies simply on ones own strength of mind, their ability to be in control of their own thoughts and the sheer resilience of their being. Hundreds of years of bloodlust, war, and isolation have taught me a thing or two about that.

I always feared that Serena would succumb to them without her necklace, that Azrael would find a way to break and torture her just like he would any other mind slave of his and yet…