Urban Vampire
It still haunts me to think about what had been done to her beautiful body as well as Tyler's and Jason's.
My eyes burned with tears I knew I should not shed. I brushed them away quickly, not because I was tired of giving in to them, but because the sight of my tears would be a dead giveaway to the changes I've been trying so hard to conceal.
You see, what gives a vampire life is blood. It's what our sweat, our saliva, and our tears are made of. When we cry, we cry blood—but not me, not any longer, not since Paul and I had changed. Now my tears are clear like human tears, and meat is now something I crave—raw bloody meat. Don't ask me what crying real tears means or being sustained by both m
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