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The Real Me: Ever-Nightly's Craving; Thirst (Deleted Scene In the "evernightly" Series)
trapped in a suffocating heat, caged in branches like an animal in a cage, my prince has vanished, my eyes are suddenly filled with a red and black rage, boiling deep in my core, running hot in my veins and heart, i feel the need start, to scream, to shed tears and blood, i am no longer in control of my body, my thoughts or my actions, all i see is my prince.... i see him bloody and beaten....... i see me standing over him....... drenched in blood that isn't my own,, wallowing in tears that gush down my cheeks, in choking gasps and thine tears, i drown. finally a sight that I've lived to my rep, a sight so devastatingly unsightly, a sight that makes every logical human being fear the half-demon, Ever-nightly. the taste of my prince's blood on my lips stay on my tongue, the scars are permanent, irremovable. strangely, deliciously sweet, i have not experienced a taste like this before, i now realize that.....this...blood..... this sweet, lavish liquid, i crave more.
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