VALERIA: The Howl of A White Curse
"You are a rare jewel," he whispers, leaning closer to me. "You are intoxicating...."
With that, he wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me close to him. My hands fly to his chest, feeling his firm muscles. I swallow hard, and he smiles wider. This time, I see his teeth.
And I see that his molars are pointy, sharpened to a deadly peak.
The man is a vampire.
"You are truly exquisite," he whispers, bending his head down to my neck. "And I cannot wait to taste you...."