THE BURNT FACE LUNA
He grinned, and that's when I saw the flash of white.
"A vampire," I gulped, my heart doing a frantic dance in my chest.
"The name's Charles," he said, snatching my hand and shaking it so fast I didn't even have time to blink. His grip was like ice. "And what is your name, sweet one?"
I thought about lying, but I remembered that vampires could sniff out a lie better than almost any other creature. I had to play it smart. "It's Luna Kyla Moonveil," I stated, using my full title so he'd know I wasn't some stray he could snack on.