A Vampiric Kiss
she asked, already bracing.
I sipped my tea before answering. “Vampire.”
Her eyebrows went up. “Like… full-on?”
“Fangs, blood, eternal brooding. Yeah.”
She leaned back on the couch and stared at the ceiling. “I knew he was weirdly intense.”
“He’s also weirdly old.”
That earned another laugh, shorter this time, but real. She rubbed her face with both hands. “So my ex-stepsister tried to ruin my life, my stepmother poisoned my father, my story was stolen, and now I’m a magical creature surrounded by more magical creatures.”
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