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The First Bite

The taste of his blood still wet on my lips; I always hated the taste of iron when I bite my own lip. This was nothing like that, It was rich like a dark chocolate with hints of fruit and nuts. I wiped my lips with the back of my hand. The red tent still present.

“Will I have to kill anyone to su...

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