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Morois Are Born..but Strigois Are Made..!

Where Are We Going?" Asked Victor. "if I'm Allowed To Ask." I Squirmed Around In My Seat So That I Could Look Him In The Eye. "that's What You're Going To Tell Us. As Hard As It Is To Believe, We Didn't Do All That Just Because We Missed Your Pleasant Company." "that Is Hard To Believe.

Don't Worry, I Won't Bite. At Least Not In The Way You're Afraid Of.

If I Propose, You'll Know It. For One Thing, I'll Be Hyperventilating.

Adrian Gave The Picture A Nod Of Approval Before Handing Me The Phone. "okay, Even I Can Admit That's Pretty Cute." I Found Myself Overanalyzing The Comment. What Had He Meant In Saying 'even He' Could Admit It? That I Was Cute For A Human? Or That I Had Just Met Some Kind Of Adrian Hot-girl Criteria?