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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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The final entrance

Areen ponders over this for a moment, scanning my face to detect any sort of indication of a lie, her eyes narrowed, lips puckered into an impetuous snarl. She searches, once over, then twice, then her face falls as realisation hits her- there is no lie to tell, and that all that I have told her, everything, is the biggest truth she will ever hear in her lifetime.

"I told you the truth, Areen," I say, lowering my voice as I lean towards her, causing the Siren Queen to all at once stumble back through the water, taken off guard by the forwardness of my motion.

"Whether you choose to believe it is up to you, but know that nothing good will become of you if you let Azrael continue with his work. That will be my final warning."