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Malice Hemo."Oh would you now?"Eida said and Malice smiled. "Indeed."She repliled. She then ordered another drink. She took a sip and Malice placed a hand over the glass and slid it away. She wanted her sober. Besides, Her Blood would be bitter with her so plastered. "Maybe we should get out of here then?" She asked and Malice smiled. "Perhaps...but I get the feeling you aren't really the type to hook up? I told you. I'd like to see you sober."She said and meant it. There was something about her, that Malice...wanted. It wasn't just her blood.

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Sunday Montez Sunday smiled as he handed her her drink. She rose the glass to her lips warily, expecting it to be sour but as the liquid passed her lips, she found it incredibly sweet and tasty. She loved it. "I'm guessing you're not native to this Realm, are you?" Sunday looked down, rimming the glass with her finger. It was then she realised who this was. Prince Casper of the West. Hopefully he wouldn't recognize her. He hadn't yet. Her Mother was a tryant in the Demon Realm. "No...I am not." She said and felt a little ansty, her foot began bouncing on the stool she was sitting in.

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Erieda Davenport Erieda's eyes fluttered closed, her hand rose to the back of his, taking a gentle grip to his hair as he left her skin on fire with his kisses. Moaning as he further he went down. He always knew exactly what to do. There was so much she was going to miss. He didn't what her to move on, not that it mattered. She didn't think it was possible to love anyone else, not after him. There was no one else.

She shook the thought from her mind as she pulled Alex up, wrapping her long legs around his waist, bringing him as close as he possibly could be. She pressed her lips to his, kissing him like it was the last time she'd never see him again because, she wasn't.