Mortal love
her eyes gleamed red, hunger aching her dry throat, the man walked out of the door, the brim of his hat covering his eyes. She melted at the smell of him, her eyes locking, jaw dropping as she let out a low hiss.....
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bite me anywhere, bite me hard, bite me soft...I am the craving of hunger....I give satisfaction because I am fantastic
Last edited by DarkBloodAngel1127; 10-22-2008 at 07:38 PM.
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