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Sorry about the blood in your mouth. I wish it was mine by Halbmondnacht
Fandoms: Twilight Series - Stephenie Meyer
03 Nov 2025
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He had managed to control his thirst for centuries, exposed himself to human blood over and over again, reached into open chests, operated on more people than he could remember, their faces blurring together. He had bandaged, glued, and stitched wounds, washing the blood from his hands every day. Never touched it, always maintaining control, had seen himself in a position to teach others to control themselves as well.
So he wondered what had happened, what had led him to stand behind Forks' chief of police, so close, his chest was pressed against his back, whose injured hand gripped so tightly by him—it must hurt, lowering his head, a second away from tearing the man's carotid artery open.
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Carlisle tells the story of a fateful night when his self-control and ethics were severely tested by an overworked police officer.
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29 Nov 2025
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He was getting that itch again. The tug at the back of his mind whenever he looked at his wife, Carla Jean. The thump that sounded when he lay next to her at night.
It came around two months or so like clockwork. Llewelyn Moss always prayed it wouldn't come back next time. It did anyway.
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Llewelyn goes to a gay bar and meets Anton, guilt and blood ensueBookmarked by daturallve
26 Nov 2025
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“And what could you possibly offer me, Mr. Moss?” Anton’s face morphed into a strange smile, one that lacked any true humor or friendliness.
“I…” Llewelyn paused, blinked. There was really only one thing he had left to offer.Bookmarked by daturallve
24 Nov 2025