The hunt isn't sustaining me. It's flowing blood that I really crave. The sweet taste of red succulent liquid mixing with the salt of my beloved as it drips and dances on his flesh. To know that someone will ache for me as much as I hunger for him and eternally satiate each other. I want someone to satisfy my hunger forever.
Ellen SchreiberThat's what my mother doesn't understand about my lipstick and dark clothes. I don't wear tattoos to freak her out; I wear them because I have to. It's me.
Ellen SchreiberThen how about one kiss?โ he said with a sexy grin. โSomething to remember me by?โ ...โIโll give you something to remember me by,โ I said. โThe back of my head.โ I pushed past him and escaped through the door to freedom.
Ellen Schreiber