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Call Girl to a Vampyre

Series Complete! Thank you to all of my fans! I am happy you have chosen to enjoy the world I have created. Part Two of the series is now complete! Please be sure to stay tuned for new stories and content. **Trigger warning** This story contains references to non-consensual sex, sex work, Poly/Bisexual situations, mental-health issues, as well as depiction of self-harm and death. "My dreams seemed to pull me to you. Since I was a child, you were there, in my thoughts, protecting me, calming my fears. You were just a figment of my imagination until I saw you… and we made love for the first time… then you killed me." A fateful encounter with a vampyre changes Kavielle forever. Follow her journey to understand this magical connection to her would-be murderer, discovering love, and understanding if love really is pain... Kavielle wants to be able to forget her past and fall in love, but can she? Part 2 Finale now available! "My hands clawed at the dirt, not willing to wait for a shovel. This need for my answer was insatiable, and a bit of rain and dirt wouldn’t stop me. It couldn’t be her! A bit of cloth appeared in the pile, my heart clutching in my chest. I pulled at it, the cloth decomposed enough it ripped easily. A waft of stench overwhelmed my senses—it reeked of death and decay. Another round of sobs doubles me over, my hands still clawing manically at the dirt. Bits of debris stabbed under my nails; the soft flesh tearing, blood pouring from my hands. The mud caked to every part of me; I must have looked like a madwoman… But I had to know, was Madison really gone?" Kavielle pulled out of her self-made isolation and thrown back into the twisted, dark, world she had worked to get away from. Coming back to LA was the last thing she wanted to do, but sometimes, you have to pay a life debt to the people you love.

Kricket_Leedy · 奇幻言情
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Part 2: Chapter 64

Fear

  Drew's reaction to my little tirade about Vincent was level-headed; this wasn't something he had done very well since we reunited. I thought telling him all of that would send him off the edge; yet I still felt the need to tell him. And I did; I told him everything. About Vincent, about Madison—I spilled my guts and he took it all in stride.

    But I wasn't as good.

  The pit in my stomach grew; flashes of the weird 'vision' I had before. My psychiatrist tells me it's just paranoid delusion and it would never become real, but it had—or at least it seemed like it. That weird feeling I got before I ran into Gage. Did I just overhear him crying for help and fabricate that in my mind?

  That was the only time it had actually come true.

  Everything else was feelings—things I ignored for the longest time; after a while I started speaking up. Would I be standing her right now, if I hadn't listened to my gut?