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The delicious hotness of 98.7-degree blood was like drinking a fine, expensive wine. Whatever they fed him, they made sure it tantalized our senses, too.
Strange. Surreal. Shocking. Beautiful.
Strange. Surreal. Shocking. Beautiful.
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The delicious hotness of 98.7-degree blood was like drinking a fine, expensive wine. Whatever they fed him, they made sure it tantalized our senses, too.
Subtly, the Daisy intimates that she’s flattered to receive this unexpected male attention. Again, it’s a careful negotiation—not a dance, like other young ladies might
when I was fifteen my younger brother slapped me hard in the face to prove to us both that he was the stronger faster meaner
It had all sounded reasonable enough, and she had privately welcomed the break from the crowds and the terror and horror and, far worse, pity
She had a poetic edge to her words and used them in full cascade to warn you. She had been in your place years ago,
[email protected] found it odd to hear those words coming through the air, the way humans communicated—back when there were humans to communicate—rather than having those
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