I am like you now… The word vampire did not occur to her. file:///K|/eMule/Incoming/Freda%20Warrington%20-%20A%20Taste%20of%20Blood%20Wine. And Karl— whatever he had done, she was afraid for him too. Charlotte laughed.
She brought with her a squarely-built grey-haired man from whom the aura of luscious vermeil life exuded. He had bitten his own tongue and let the blood run into her mouth; it jolted her system like poison. No, she did not feel safe. She felt tiny and vulnerable under the sweep of the sky, helpless before the crashing power of the waves.
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