She nursed at his neck as he peacefully slumbered through being killed. She could smell his cologne underneath his collar, or perhaps his aftershave. . “I thought that I heard a groan,” Anna whispered. His name is John. A-L-I-V-A—Aliva—T-R-EN—Trencher that's it. A neighbor stopped by as the day wore on, causing her to duck and cower as he rang the doorbell over and over. Babies produced of vampire women are the real monsters, Lucia. ” Lucy chuckled at the sacrilegious comment, though it was a very old one.
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