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The Marked 53

That’s where you come in Michelle, your naive and your innocence make you a perfect match for my brother. A bit to sweet for my taste but Test on the other hand…tasty.” Vincent smirked

“Bite me!” Test yelled

“Well, said my dear, well said.” Vincent laughed

“What about the club..how did you?” Michelle asked

“Ah, that was but an illusion.”

“An..illusion?” Michelle asked

“Yes, to catch your prey you must first put out the bate.”

“I couldn’t invite you back to an open field or an old cabin, no I needed a place to gather as many possible targets as I could, then out of the litter I’d pick my prey, that’s the thing about human girls, all it takes is an illusion, something greater than their own lives, even this house which we stand in now, the carpet, the drapes only an illusion.”

“Oh My God..” Michelle gasped

“That’s right, cower before me, my power far surpasses anything you could dream of, take our friend here, at this very moment I hold her life in the palm of my hand.

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