No AudioJezebel walks into Blood club, a cruel smile on her face. Her fangs dropped, the smell of sin all in the air. Her black dress, lace sleeve only make her look fragile, helpless. Her boots clicking on the floor in time with the beat.
No AudioJezebel walks into Blood club, a cruel smile on her face. Her fangs dropped, the smell of sin all in the air. Her black dress, lace sleeve only make her look fragile, helpless. Her boots clicking on the floor in time with the beat.
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