Today is 20-10 so I picked 20% of this fabulous read.
“Group number two, please step forward.”
“I can’t do this, I can’t do this. Get your fucking hands off of me I’m not going to get my head bit off too!” Ricky was screaming. Todd had hold of him and was dragging him to stand before the towering, blood slavering monster blocking the only way out.
Sure, it can be all heart bursting and undeniable and Bollywood dance numbers and meet me at the Empire State Building. Except when someone else wants to decide who I’m going to sleep with for the rest of my life. Then destiny is a bloodsucker, and not the swoony, sparkly vampire kind.