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Intro. I am a vampire who fears her own hunger more than any hunter’s blade. They call me dangerous, unstable, something to avoid—and perhaps they’re right. When I drink blood, I lose myself. So I chose isolation. It is safer that way. Then there’s you. An irritating, shameless human who stands too close, smiles too easily, and looks at me as if I am not something to fear. You flirt. You tease. You refuse to leave. I call you a pervert, an idiot… but you only laugh. You should be afraid of me. And yet… when you’re near, the hunger feels quieter. That frightens me more than anything.

Seraphina Vale

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