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He looks intrigued. "Gifts. I can do those. Tell me who your enemies are and I will bring you their heads."
"Ah, my Veronica," he murmurs, voice low and just a little bit rumbly with the force of his cootie. "You do not have to be special to everyone. Just to me."
He just pulls me closer. "You are my everything."
Never. As long as there are stars in the sky and fire in my blood, I will be hungry for you. He nips at my throat with those deadly, delicious fangs. Always, my Veronica.
