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Crimson Kiss - Chapter 9
A bright summer day. That was what came through the door of the café. The girl wore a pink dress with plenty of flowers decorated on it, she matched it with shoes you usually wore during the summer and her brown hair fell loosely around in waves on her shoulders. But her doll face didn't match her shockingly pale skin. Her big smile when she saw me was priceless.
I quickly got up from the sofa and embraced her. She was still so tiny against me, just as I remembered. She patted her small hands on my lower back, she couldn't reach any higher. Then I remembered that we were not alone, and Lina would probably assume that the girl and I were
Crimson Kiss - Chapter 8
It was addictive. That was what it was, this power emerging from our bodies, becoming one. I craved it even more than blood, which shocked the hell out of me. I needed to stop it before things were going out of hand.
But her sweet, fragile palms rested on my shoulders and created warmth I had lost a long time ago. Damn it, I needed to stop it. It was hard pulling my hands away from her hips and draw away from her. She panted heavily, looking a bit dizzy as she tried to stand up on her own.
I chuckled. "Yeah, I'm sorry about that again. It's hard to "
" stop," she finished.
I nodded. I really needed to get focused on the job at h
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