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 I remember the first time I saw him.

His pale skin, his dark ebony eyes and his black hair which waved its way down to the end of his chin. 

He was so beautiful, but…

He was also a vampire

His beautiful ebony eyes bore into my ice blue, glacier ones and I could feel him trying to manipulate my mind, making me obey commands to his demands. 

I didn't. 

In a flash his mouth was on my neck, his fangs piercing into my soft olive flesh.

A small moan escaped from my paralyzed mouth and I could feel the steady liquid run through my veins; a liquid that was better than drugs. 

When he released me, my whole world was gone.

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