"But it's my neck on the line," she said using an all too innocent tone. But no matter how calm she was inside she was freaking out even though she felt her fingers slide around then wrap around the right bomb.
"By the way.... I hope you liked my earlier toy. Have another."
And she pulls her hand out and slams it at their feet. There's bright light and she really hopes the vampire slips up because of magical sun light so she can move.
(Read comments)
Post a comment in response:
scribbld is part of the horse.13 network
Design by Jimmy B.
Logo created by 
hitsuzen.
Scribbld System Status
