Yeah,I know you're a creature of the night.Bringer of death,sucker of blood, needer of tans,so on and so forth. And oddly enough,I'm still unimpressed." He narrowed his eyes. "How do you know what I am,child?" What is it with paranormals and calling me "child?" I'd be seventeen in Decemder. How about a nice "ma'am" or something?
Kiersten WhiteI get that you're scared and that you've been hurt. But doing what is easy and safe is no way to live, and a life without passion and love is so far beneath what you deserve.
Kiersten WhiteLend.โ โLend?โ Raquel asked. โYes, as in, lend me your self.โ He shimmered into Raquel again. โWhy not Borrow?โ I asked. โBetter yet, Steal?
Kiersten WhiteJack was balancing a spoon on his nose when I walked in. "You," I said knocking it off his face. "Me!" He answered cheerfully.
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