Evillin

The bully fell limp in my arms as I knocked him unconscious while braking a few of his bones at the same time.

Marcel laid, limply near a tree, he was bleeding pretty badly.

I licked my lips at the site and smell of his delicious blood.

It smelt soo good!

Marcel stared at me in fear, he was to weak to speak or move, Danny had done a number on him.

I growled lowly in my throat as I stalked towards him.

All I could think about was his blood.

That was my mistake.

You see, to avoid turning humans you had to drain them dry, if you stopped drinking from them for a couple of seconds then they will turn into vampires.

I sped over to him and before he could react my fangs were in his neck.

Oh my god!

His blood was glorious!

I've never tasted anything like it.

I drank deeply...

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