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Two hundred years, and these vampires still can't use a regular damned cellphone.

Call me back when you stop being a bitch @athorninsideyou.bsky.social
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I forgot this app don't do drafts and samsung notes has beef with me for whatever fucked reason
November 17, 2025 at 7:19 AM
that once those green eyes of her opened, they would still have the same light as the very first time he ever saw them twinkling under that flashing streetlight.
November 17, 2025 at 7:13 AM
this. Never like this. Because turning her now meant one of two things.

The first being she now was vampire until a cure was given. The second being the hunger, the loneliness... The fact she would be isolated, and would isolate herself for allowing this one thing. And he...? He could only hope

November 17, 2025 at 7:13 AM
The creature struck her chest. Struck her heart and left her to collapse into his arms. A fading light... One that he could save, with just a mere bite. And she could only nod to him.

He'd tasted her before, held her in his arms after long night chats. He had wanted to turn her, but not like

November 17, 2025 at 7:13 AM
one," she replied, pointing to the god. Something about her eyes though... They seemed off. More resolved about another thing than this. The creature thrummed, thinking before agreeing with a wide smile. Too wide for it's face. "Fine. I shall let him feast on you after then." But Thorn knew...

November 17, 2025 at 7:13 AM
like fresh paint. Her parents had given their lives, carved out their own hearts to feed this old god. To keep him satsified, and it freed the town from the loop.

"Don't do it," Thorn hissed beside her, watching how she eyed at the creature, before she nodded. Slowly. "Fine, but only if he's the

November 17, 2025 at 7:13 AM
want to stop me like your parents did."

She forgot about that. Or maybe she tried to. She didn't know... She had been young when they took this job. Not too young to forget so easily, but young enough to know that this job sucked. People being ripped to shreds, blood and the likes staining walls

November 17, 2025 at 7:13 AM
her head, Eden cleared those thoughts, hand resting on the dagger laced with enough holy water to kill three lower ranking demons. Not that it was enough, probably would never be.

"A trade," the voice whispered, the feeling of it's stinging breath on her neck. "A trade. Life for a life. If you

November 17, 2025 at 7:13 AM