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Vampiress
bl**d ran down her face, trickling thickly from the gash on her brow down over high cheek bones, to drip from her chin onto her delicate white blouse. Green eyes narrowed. ‘Oh no, you didn’t’ The cheeky grin was replaced with a flicker of apprehension and guilt before defiance came into the grey eyes locked in her gaze. Moonlight played across Lysas’ patrician features, even as the gash across her brow absorbed itself back to pale, uncorrupted skin. She stood slowly from the deep chair she...