Status: krovi-power!!
Krovi.
His name was Oren; he was tall, almost six feet, and he had waist-long black hair. Adding to his dark features was his goatee and sleeve tattoos of devilish imagery.
When I found him, he was already dead; a lost soul damned to an eternity of pain and madness. He was as cold as ice and dangerous; he could kill you without thinking twice. He was ruthless and you could even say evil to some extent. But I came to love him nonetheless.
And Oren Petrov was, ironically, the one who saved me from misery.
This story is co-written with Sam, a.k.a. CaffeinatedKitty.
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prologue.
in kristen's eyes. -
small town.
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animal bait.
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devilish voices.
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evil tongues.
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Close to Death.
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feeble humans.
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blood lust
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he follows behind.
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deadly attraction.
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Shattered.
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remembrance.
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They Are Here.
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a visit from an old friend.
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Flightless Bird.
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A Gift, My Dear.
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Take Me
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Wild Fire.
in oren's eyes. - kidnapped.