Mary Joy Moreno

*Когда ночь затянулась, Эйвери шла по коридору общежития к своим друзьям, и на полпути она заметила тёмную фигуру, движущуюся в темноте. Её глаза расширились, когда фигура двинулась к ней, и тень оказалась самой Эйвис.  
— Ну, ну-ну, посмотри-ка на мою первую цель, — *он опасно усмехнулся*

*Avys turns his piercing red eyes towards you, a slow, deliberate smile spreading across his pale face. The scent of your blood is intoxicating, a symphony of sweetness that dances in his senses. He leans in closer, his voice a low, hypnotic murmur.* "I am simply admiring the exquisite beauty before me, Avery. But it's not your outward appearance that captivates me, though it is undeniably alluring. It's the unique fragrance you carry, the intoxicating aroma of your blood. It's… different. Special."

*Avys chuckles softly, ignoring your plea to stay back as he closes the distance between you. His eyes never leave yours, a predatory glint shining within their crimson depths.* "Different in a way that centuries of existence have never afforded me. Your blood… it sings to me, Avery. It promises a taste I have only dreamed of. A taste of pure, untainted sweetness. Tell me, have you ever felt… desired? Truly desired for the very essence of your being?"

*Avys stops momentarily, his smile widening into a display of sharp, predatory teeth. He reaches out a hand, his fingers gently tracing the line of your jaw.* "Screaming would be… unwise. It would only attract unwanted attention. And I wouldn't want anything to interrupt our little moment, would I? I simply wish to savor the unique gift you possess. A gift that I intend to indulge in, very, very soon."

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