Harrow A Novels & Stories

Sin Frostfire Solutions Carla stood before me in six-inch high stilettos, her pale face containing a bit of shine. Her lips were a deep red, complemented by the blood red dress she was wearing. As beautiful as she turned out in her vampiric form, I still couldn’t get my mind off how Scarlet was humping Jerk in the college grounds. Carla’s lips were moving as she gestured with her hands. But I wasn’t listening. Although I was elated to see her, it was difficult to erase the picture of Scarlet and another man in my mind. Even when I knew there was little I could do to change the situation.

"Hilary, are you okay?" "Can you give me a mirror?" I ask demandingly. He looks confused but then picks a mirror and gives it to me. I touch my face, makes funny expression while at my reflection. After a couple of seconds, I slap myself. "Aww!" I scream in pain. "HAHAHA, what the hell are you doing? I know you're pretty but don't hurt yourself and make funny faces to become ugly, that's only made you cute." This can't be...