Not my species, not my problem.
Susan SizemoreStichwörter: vampire urban-fantasy laws-of-the-blood
David?" she asked as they approached an elevator. She was a little uncertain about doors that opened and closed by themselves and little boxes that went up and down. She supposed she'd just have to cope.
"Yes?" he asked.
She rested her head on his shoulder. "How should we celebrate our eight hundredth wedding anniversary?"
"Hmm? How about with a good night's sleep?"
"Suits me."
Together they walked into the little moving box.
Stichwörter: wings-of-the-storm
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