Once more Gabrielle was pregnant, her freshly showing belly only slightly apparently as her sharpened claw-like nails delicately stroked the roundness. XXX On a hill high up on the top of the highest hill out of all the hills in the valley there was a very big, old, Victorian style house. He dies. Van Hella went flying so fast the naked eye would miss it, her limp body directly colliding with the wall so hard the stone shattered and embedded her within it. Beside him sits the impossibly sensual, hypnotically sexy mother of all the vampire children within the castle and bride of Kevin, Gabrielle. Van Hella could not cry. It was like a swimmer or some kind of comic book super heroine that does not look like a hulking monster but instead sexy and feminine but still strong. As he stepped down on Forgettabelle her bones cracked from his hefty weight, her ribs partially collapsing
