The dead

March 14, 2010 § 2 Comments

The familiar sharpness of his teeth teased the inner flesh of her petite neck.

Her breath catching deeply at the fear that now ran through her veins, coursing like mad obsessed glitter.

His bites always hurt …

© Copyright of Charlotte Thorpe

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