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“‘Quiet,’ Tyghan ordered. He hovered over her, his black hair hanging in damp strands. His hands were wet and warm against her neck.
She reached up, feeling slippery liquid between their skin and he placed her hand back on her chest.
‘It's my blood, not yours,’ he said.”

*finger biting intensifies*

“Tyghan leapt, his back barreling the torso aside, and grabbed the sharp blade with his bare hand before it could fall onto Bristol.”

i’m the meme of sabrina carpenter biting her finger right now

“Only the power of words was able to transcend death.”