The Hunter and the Vampire
She smiled. It was a truly wicked smile, slow and devious and made all the more gruesome by the blood dripping down her chin. Light headed as I was, I still felt a chill as those dark, otherworldly eyes met mine.
“Didn’t quite go to plan, did it, little hunter?”
I smiled right back at her. I had an idea. I couldn’t doubt myself – I didn’t have any other options.
“Yes,” I said, falling to the ground and grabbing the makeshift stake, hoping with my whole heart that it would work, that it would kill her, “it did.”
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