It's hard not being scared of him.
My blood is the strongest
most delicious scent known
to him.
How hard it must be to risist.
His love for me, his desire for me,
battle inside his head every day.
He's always seconds from never
turning back.
From making me immortal.
His rage at what he is turns
his thoughts away.
He will hate himself if I ever became
what he is.
It's not what he wants.
He wants to live with the temptation,
with my fragrance flustering through
his entire being.
How can I live knowing this?
He will always thirst for my blood.
This I cannot escape.
I can only live with it, move on.
It's not right to fear it,
to fear the man that I love.
I can only love him.
Love him for his tempation.
His desire for my blood.
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Bella's thoughts on edward being a vampire and wanting her blood
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Comments
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This is really good
I really really like it "His love for me, his desire for me,
battle inside his head every day." my fave lines. Honestly, it's brilliant. You're structure is great, and while it is deep, as its an individual's thoughts, you don't bog down in detail. Your use of alliteration through "fragance flustering" really stood out. Nice work
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