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CaptainWrite
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Jonah stood on the street corner, waiting for a helpless young female to feed from, smoking on his cigarette. Because of his beauty, no woman could resist him, and he loved it. That was the one good thing about being a vampire. The women. At least, that's what he kept telling himself. However, the last woman he had loved turned him into a cold hearted beast. A monster. A freak. Whatever the humans wanted to call him, he was it. He took one last drag on his cigarette and tossed it onto the sidewalk, crunching it under his shoe with a bored sigh.