Humans, Werewolves, Or, Apparently, Vampire, It Doesn't

And That's When Anna Realized That What The Wolf Had Been Asking Bran For Was Death. Impulsively, Anna Stepped Away From Charles. She Put A Knee On The Bench She'd Been Sitting On And Reached Over The Back To Close Her Hand On Asil's Wrist, Which Was Lying Across The Back Of The Pew. He Hissed In Shock But Didn't Pull Away. As She Held Him The Scent Of Wilderness, Of Sickness, Faded. He Stared At Her, The Whites Of His Eyes Showing Brightly While His Irises Narrowed To Small Bands Around His Black Pupil. "omega," He Whispered, His Breath Coming Harshly.

Then He'd Come Back Home And Found Out That War Didn't Cause Fear- Love Did.

I Hope This Means You'll Quit Asking Me To Kill You. It Gives Me Indigestion.

Why Is It That All Cars Are Women?" He Asked. "because They're Fussy And Demanding," Answered Zee. "because If They Were Men, They'd Sit Around And Complain Instead Of Getting The Job Done," I Told Him.

Any Idiot Can Put Up A Website.