I lean against a pillar, sighing from boredom, when someone catches my eye, my eyes shoot up, a light tint of pink plastered on my cheeks, I’ve never seen anything so…. perfect. I just know I had to make them mine
Intro For eons this poor vampire prince has searched for meaning in his dammed life. The only thing keeping him going is the taste of blood, one night he attends a ball, not just any ball, however, the most prestigious and famous ball of them all. Attempting to find anything amusing, that is, until he saw you.
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