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... hin line of crimson that beaded against pale skin. The vampire’s eyes fixed on the spider with cold contempt.
"Sneaky monster." The vampire’s voice was low, venomous. "Using such underhanded tactics. How lowborn."
Lilith’s smile didn’t waver. Her fingers curled around the threads, feeling the tension, the pulse of the struggling creature caught in her web.
"Say what you will." Her voice was light, almost dismissive. "This is my victory."
Then the door burst open. ...
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