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Dripping slowly,
bright red blood.
Flowing quickly,
bright red blood.
Can't resist this
bright red blood.
I must drink
bright red blood.
bright red blood.
Flowing quickly,
bright red blood.
Can't resist this
bright red blood.
I must drink
bright red blood.
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GoW: Deployable Weapon Part 38
Can't Save Them All
From onboard a creature whose eight legs kept it aloft he surveyed the battleground below. He wasn't surprised to see which side had won almost losing his own life to a weapon under no one's control. Her allegiance was clear. Her ability to unblock doors bolted and sealed by the likes of a woman so consumed with power was nothing short of a miracle. No wonder Myrrah had kept them separated until she was sure Mana was just as misled as he was.
Those brown eyes were exactly as he remembered and the maturity in them now – how he wished things could've been different. In a moment of clarity he wasn't sure how long would
Literature
Dead Bite: An Undead Story 83
Dead Bite: An Undead Story 83
George sat with his back against the concrete of his cell. They had shipped him to the maximum security prison an hour upstate. It smelled of piss and mold, but George knew he would not be there long. The state was pushing for a fast trial. He had been there three weeks, and their argument was that he was too dangerous to even consider putting back out into society.
“These soldiers that were experimented on out there in Germany, they cannot come back from that life. They are too dangerous. As is evidence by Officer O’Ragan,” the district attorney had argued in front of the judge. “
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Crush Ch. 15 - Frerard
Gerard woke up with his beautiful boyfriend in his arms. He smiled seeing his angel's face and struggled to find the words to say to Mikey, so Frank would see how much he truly cared. "Suck it up, Gerard," he muttered to himself as he slid his arm away from Frank's soundly sleeping form. He grabbed his clothes off the floor, yanked them on and went to see if Mikey was home yet. It was quiet when he plodded down to peek in Mikey's room. Empty. "Guess he's not home yet," he said softly. He continued down the hall and stairs to the kitchen, intending on grabbing some br
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I got a little cut on my hand...so I got this from it :l
hope you enjoy ^^
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