Loved (Book #2 in the Vampire Journals)
His eyes opened wide.
“There is an inscription.”
She nodded, suddenly remembering. Yes. There was an inscription. What?
“Something in Greek, I think,” she said.
“Latin,” he corrected. “Spina rosam et congregari Salem,” he said, and then looked at her, as if expecting her to understand.
She had no idea. She never had.
“It says: The rose and the thorn meet in Salem.”
He stared at her, and she stared back.
Her mind raced, wondering what that could mean. His eyes had shone with a newfound purpose.