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A Different Kind of Hunger

By: MoonlitNight
folder Vampire › General
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 5
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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
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Chapter 2: She Awakes

I got one review so far (from Tia, thanks hun!) and I figured I\'ll still post more in case people review in any further chapters. And besides, someone once told me that it\'s not the reviews that count, it\'s how many hits ya got : D This is a relatively short chapter, but they get longer, trust me.


Chrysolet awoke to find herself in a bed lined with nothing, but red satin. She looked around, a bit confused from the previous night\'s events. She sat up, feeling a bit of pain in her neck, figuring she must have fallen asleep in an awkward position, yet wondering how she got into the strange bed. Looking down, she realized she had on only a white gown. Enraged that somebody had taken her best garments, she got up quickly, looking in a few of the drawers in the room, finding nothing. After seeing a small cupboard, she slowly opens it, finding clothing in it. She looked through the pieces carefully, finally selecting a dark black dress with bell sleeves that came down to the floor and a long, flowing skirt. Putting on the pair of dark, purple velvet, flat-soled shoes laying by the door, she walks down the uniquely carved staircase and looks around for a minute, trying to recognize something, anything, that might help her remember what had happened last night. She could only recall a sharp pain in her neck, then waking up that morning, in the strange bed. She walks a little further, into what she soon figures out is the dining room and pauses. The most handsome man she has ever seen is there, and as it appears, waiting for her. He smiles and she notes the white, straight teeth and the dark, clear complexion. She notices his tight leather pants and the white, long sleeved shirt he was wearing. A tight fit, she thought as she walked closer, able to make out his dark curls of shoulder-length hair. When they got close enough, he smiled at her and stood up, walking a bit close.

\"Ah\", he said \"She awakes\".


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