Saturday
Picture 2
Alby Mangroves's Choice: Both
Title:
Heidi’s herded fish are convenient, but nothing beats the hunt, and adrenalin-laced blood pulsing to a frenzied heartbeat.
Under the ultraviolet strobes of the dance club, Demetri sees what he wants.
The graceful ribbons of her veins light up like iridescent tattoos over her throat and chest.
Even when he closes his eyes, he senses their hypnotic rhythm.
He imagine slicing through delicate flesh and sucking one of those pulsing ribbons into his mouth, specks of blood settling on his skin, like the dust from a butterfly’s wings.
He catches her eye, smiles, and she is snared in his web.
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