Bloody Full Moon
His heart is still just like my own.
I will not trust him. "We're not in a movie. Vampires are a made-up concept. And how corny would it be for them to exist in Romania, of all places, anyway?"
"What can I say? Bram Stoker got everything wrong except the country." He shrugs and releases my hand, which I immediately pull back. "And we are strigois, the original version, not the fiction. Older than the movies and this country. True, we hate the sun, but we can endure it if need be."