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He held up the book so I could see how much of it he had read. “You’re reading my vampire romance?” Obviously, I knew this already, but I still couldn’t believe he actually had it in his hands. I was more than a little embarrassed. “Well, yeah,” Brandon said, pulling it away from me. “Fangs of Love by Amber Rose. It’s really quite interesting. I’m doing research.” He said it in an overly romanticized voice and I could feel my face turning red. “Just give it here,” I whispered, reaching for it again. He held it just out of my reach.

Mina said, “You’re a werewolf. Why are you reading that garbage?” “Um, because Twilight launched a whole host of awesomeness,” she said. Rafe chuckled. He was sitting a little too close to Rina than is appropriate. “I find I prefer Anne Rice’s works if I’m in the mood for vampire fiction.” “Who?” Elsie asked. “She wrote Interview With A Vampire,” Rose responded without looking up from her phone. “Ah, the golden age of Brad Pitt,” Rina giggled. Sue also sighed. “Antonio Banderas was yummy in that as well.”

She whipped her head around the direction of the wind when a large growl beamed near her as a large white and grey coloured wolf engulfed her head, tearing it apart and snatching her soul from its temporary host. "Mother! " Lucia screamed as she woke up abruptly from a profound dream. She was profusely sweating and panting. She held her head as a sharp pain passed her head. She trotted towards her study table grabbing her memoir, shuffling through the pages to find a paper that was half burnt and damaged over time.

“The law is clear, Ledger. You are lord. You will marry me and secure the eastern territories as promised.” Ledger released my hand and placed himself slightly in front of me, protective. “The law has changed. Amarissa is my true mate,” he said. “The turning and blood exchange sealed it. I will not honor a political arrangement when fate has given me this.” Murmurs erupted among the elders. One older vampire slammed his hand on the table. “Tradition has held our kind together for millennia. You cannot simply discard it because you have grown attached to a newborn.” Dove laughed coldly and advanced. “Attached? This is infatuation. She is weak. Newly turned. I have stood at your side for decad

She shrugged, “I don't know, I just thought being rich was another vampire trait, all the vampires I've ever read about are always stinking rich.” He chuckled as he answered, “Well, if you live that long and you're still broke, then something is definitely wrong. Most of us work different jobs in different places throughout our lifetime, gathering wealth over the years, that's why vampires are usually rich.” “Interesting. Tell me more about your book. What is it about and why did you lose your inspiration?” He had a faraway look in his eyes as he said, “It's a novel. A romance novel.” She raised her brows and gave him a teasing smile. “Romance novel huh? I wouldn't have guessed that. Is it a

Whatever it was they did to it, this blood was definitely of a greater quality. Caitlin took a piece of raw meat off of her plate, reached down, and slipped it to Ruth, who was hiding beneath her legs. Ruth jumped up and snatched it from her fingers, and happily gulped it down. She looked up at Caitlin, ready for more, and Caitlin slipped her another piece. Caitlin looked around the table and could see that there was a large mix of vampires and humans here. There was a lot of interaction between the two, and the relationship felt very harmonious.

Am I going crazy then? “You’re not going crazy, Alice” Gabriel said, a deep chuckle erupting from him making the hair on my body stand on end. What is going on? “We are werewolves, Alice. We can read minds… it’s called Telepathy. Plus, I can easily read you from the expression on your face” Someone pour ice water on me. And why is the scent from Gabriel getting stronger and why am I feeling so attracted to him even though I just met him? Oh,no. He must have heard that too.

"Just read the damn vampire novel. This will tell you what real vampires are like, not that girly romance fluff you usually read." "But I like my girly romance fluff," I replied attempting to deflect her judgment of me. "Well, today, you don't care. Today read about vampires sucking blood. Anne Rice might change your mind about vampires. Just read the book and get your tan." I begin the book, and after ten pages of reading, I am hooked. Bri's right I needed to learn about vampires. Mr. Darcy will have to wait for me to heal. The beach is quiet, and my sunburn is setting in. I'm used to my shoulders becoming red like tomatoes this time of year. Brianna sprays my shoulders with sun lotion. I h

" He tries to pull the book out of my hands, but I cling to it like a lifebuoy. I'm not really used to the charming and malicious Lucian yet. I think I preferred the old one! At least I could tell him to get lost without feeling guilty. The new one is more endearing and makes my body shudder. And it's is a very bad idea to give him room to. He leans against the foot of my bed, a mutinous smile on his lips. "If ever you feel like really having fun, we can do some practical work..." "You should go take a cold shower.... It's strange, I thought vampires were cold-blooded!" "We're also meant to be creatures made to seduce you, young innocent girls like yourself, attracting you into our lair..."

A chilling shiver went up her back. Her heartbeat accelerated thumping like a war drum in her temples as it traveled down her spine. She whirled around again looking from one suspicious shadow to another and around the alley. nothing. Nothing at all. However the instinct that had prompted her to accelerate her pace a few minutes before was now yelling in the back of her mind alerting her to the fact that she was not alone. She called her voice more firm than she had imagined Whos there?. Even from a drunk or a thief she nearly hoped for a response—something concrete to face. However the wind was the only one to respond a high-pitched whistle that seemed to mock her boldness. Her cotton glove