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Loneliness is a disease that sickens you. The only cure is to learn to love your own company because counting on anyone else will leave you more isolated.
Somehow, somewhere, a Grandie slipped through my fingers, and by some miracle, the descendant is in front of me. My Beloved.
I can’t rewrite history, but maybe if I’m lucky, I can make his future better than his past. And we can carve our own names in the universe. We can etch our love into the stars, into the earth, and we can be together forever. Then, history will be made right again. And the Grandie’s will finally get to live. Forever.
“I plan on being so much more than your friend, Ollie.” He tugs at one of my estranged curls. “I plan on consuming you and every inch of your life. I’m going to be the man you come to when you need help, when you need to be touched, when you need someone other than yourself. I’m going to make you love me. That’s my plan.”
I have my eye on Mr. Hanks. I don’t fully believe he doesn’t have a nefarious agenda. He is a cat, after all.
“I promise from here on out, you’ll never suffer again. You are my love, my heart, my chance to right all my wrongs. And even if it kills me, I won’t feed from you. I won’t be like my coven. I won’t steal from you. Only if you offer your blood to me, that is when I’ll take it.”
“You like that don’t you? Being owned. Being claimed. Belonging to only me.”
“Good boy taking my cock like this. You love it, don’t you? You love knowing I can give more than any human can.” “Yes, Daddy. Yes!” He cries just as the headboard snaps in half.
