Status: DONE. WILL START SEQUEL SOMETIME!
I'm Just the Worst Type of Guy to Argue With.
Black hair, hazel eyes and pale skin. He walks gracefully, and smoothly through the dark nights, but with one thing on his mind. Thirst. With the help of charm on his side, he turns on the evil and stalks little miss human, Cierra Trent.
- I'd Sometimes Stare For Hours
- With What You Might Find...
- Pull The Plug
- And Holding On
- Lost In The Perscription
- Alright, Give Up, Get Down.
- It's Just The Hardest Part Of Living
- Slip Into the Tragedy
- She's Got Something Else In Mind
- You've Spun This Chamber Dry.
- Until The Cops Come
- But I'd Like to Learn Your Name.
- By The Last Light
- Hardest Part of Living.
- Aw, Sugar
- Gaze Into Her Killing Jar
- This Jetset Life Has Killed You