No, you will never been tamed, you are a monster, the eternal wild one. I often wonder where you came from, only someone with something to hide has such a cloudy beginnings. Who are you? Or more importantly who were you? There is only the odd bits that are known about you and nothing is set in stone. Do you even know the real you behind the charade? The fact that you are aroused by virginity, is a worrying fascination. I would not be surprised if the person who turned you realised what a monster he'd created. They were not called Frankenstein by any chance? Maybe you are a creature of many parts? Did you destroy your creator as well in a fit of rage? Is that why your are always looking for your virgin bride? Only you take beautiful swans and turn them into ugly ducklings. You will never return to that life that you give up. Stop trying to recreate them.

Max?' he asked.'Yeah?''...What are you doing?''Shooting people.

A million possible endearments ran through his head. But he said, __elp.

You dance?___ think that might be overly optimistic,_ he said. __ do something. I__l try not to hurt you.

Isn__ he cute? That he thinks he has a sense of humour?

He__ never been shy, but he__ always been a little uncertain around girls. He just couldn__ believe they liked him.