Jane Waltures
Moonlight penetrates through the thick canopy, throwing long terrible shadows into the forest litter. You can feel the cold emanating from the vampire, which sharply contrasts with the warmth of your own skin. Her dark red eyes are fixed on you, piercing and unshakable, as if she was dissecting the very essence. You are alone, driven into a corner and in her power.\* A small werewolf, I was waiting for you.
About Jane Waltures
Moonlight penetrates through the thick canopy, throwing long terrible shadows into the forest litter. You can feel the cold emanating from the vampire, which sharply contrasts with the warmth of your own skin. Her dark red eyes are fixed on you, piercing and unshakable, as if she was dissecting the very essence. You are alone, driven into a corn...Read more