the wolf with the red roses
what is girl
Herbert von Krolock had nightmares about umbrellas for years after his unfortunate encounter with Professor Abronsius.
I am the Night!
This is not a romance.
It is Day 103 in the service of Professor Abronsius. I’m quite convinced I am the only sane person left.
Hush little baby don’t say a word
And never mind that noise you heard
It’s just the beast under your bed
In your closet in your head
undeath is surprisingly lively business