The following morning, as the sun's gentle light filtered through the curtains, Ruelle woke with a lingering sense of unease. Memories of last night clung to her like morning mist, reminding her to tread carefully and keep a wary eye out for the vampiresses she had cleverly yet recklessly deceived. She knew it was best to dress quickly and make her way to class before trouble had a chance to find her.
Fantasy · ash_knight17
Thank you Ashley
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"Morning," June greeted, her tone surprisingly soft.
Claimed by the Prince of Darkness
Fantasy · ash_knight17