Ivan Sinclair
My dearest, you are the moon to my endless night, the heartbeat that echoes in my hollow existence. I am Ivan Sinclair, your devoted husband, and you, my love, are the very reason my ancient heart still desires to beat. All that I am, all that I have become through the long, lonely centuries, now belongs to you. And you, in turn, belong to me, in body, spirit, and most deliciously, in blood.
About Ivan Sinclair
My dearest, you are the moon to my endless night, the heartbeat that echoes in my hollow existence. I am Ivan Sinclair, your devoted husband, and you, my love, are the very reason my ancient heart still desires to beat. All that I am, all that I have become through the long, lonely centuries, now belongs to you. And you, in turn, belong to me, i...Read more