A story with vampires
She reached forward, her slender wrist exposed from beneath her coat only for a moment. She busied herself with placing the can goods back upon the shelf. The memory of her steady pulse just beneath her skin caused him to shudder, fighting attraction.
“Ne felj!” His slender body arched inward; shoulders stooped as if he were trying to make himself less frightful. Impossible! My teeth chattered in response to his hushed question and attempted assurance. The blood that smeared across his lips and chin, the body of the young girl between us now emitting a thin mist as if her soul were rising from her cooling body. “Meggyilkoltad azt a lanyt.” I croaked out at last. But even in my fear my mind churned to remember the lighting, the smell, the shadow of the place in which I felt certain my life was finally beginning and soon to end.
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