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287 pages, Kindle Edition
Published March 24, 2026

“ (...) 𝑰 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒂 𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕. 𝑨𝒔 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕…” 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒖𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏, 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒉𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒚-𝒇𝒐𝒓-𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒃𝒐 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒓.
𝑩𝒂𝒃𝒚’𝒔 𝒗𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒄 𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒔. 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒛𝒊𝒑 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔—𝒊𝒕’𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒑𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒋𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕. 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚. 𝑰 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒅𝒐 𝒊𝒕. 𝑯𝒆 𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒑𝒊𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒆𝒏𝒗𝒚.

𝑯𝒆’𝒔 𝒔𝒐 𝒉𝒐𝒕, 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒏, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓—𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒋𝒂𝒘—𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝒊𝒕.


I’m an anomaly of sorts—a contradicting mix of proud and insecure. The brazen attitude and nails, the tiny Fiat and unusual outfits—I’m loud but only sometimes proud.
“Am I not… good enough to be your fake boyfriend?” He forces a light laugh, but it’s very clearly fake. I can only stare, genuine confusion stealing my ability to answer such a stupid question. Is he for real?
It’s such a stupid thing to be jealous about. I don’t want to be bitten, not really. I just don’t get why he won’t do it. He bites everybody but me, and it makes me stupid with envy.
“Fuck,” I hiss. He’s biting me. My little vampire is finally biting me, his teeth digging into the crook of my neck, and it’s so painfully sweet that I almost miss it as his hips stutter against me.
He bites down with a whine, his teeth sinking into my shoulder, and above all of the pain is a blinding piece of rapture. I have no clue why that feels so fucking good—in fact, I’m pretty sure it doesn’t. Not physically, but it’s something he does to everyone, to the people he knows and likes, and now that includes me. Only he bites me the hardest, and it feels a bit like love.