Ouch! My Vampire Doms Keep Biting Me (My Vampire Doms #1)

by Calista Jayne

The receptionist gives me an indulgent smile as I hurry to the welcoming doorway behind the reception desk. The room past this one leads to a wide set of stairs. I have no plan, just a drive to explore. “The library closes at six,” she says after me. “Okay, thanks,” I say over my shoulder, giving her a thumb’s up. Six o’clock is hours and hours from now. I have a library to explore. A wooden sign hanging from the high ceiling in this large, rectangular room reads Supernatural Phenomena. Holy shit, I found the mother lode in one fell swoop. Several tables, propped by large, heavy-looking cabinets, display everything from statues, to glass vials containing special “potions,” to relics proclaiming to be tufts of fur from Bigfoot, to stones with acid marks reportedly from a lamia’s venom. “This is unbelievable,” I murmur, transfixed by a larger-than-life painting of a female vampire locking her jaws on the neck of a man who appears to be in the throes of ecstasy. I want to take every book from the shelf and read it cover to cover. But there’s more library here. The building looked to be three stories from the outside, and the stairs are before me, beckoning. There’s no map. I don’t know what any particular room will hold until I come upon it. I wander through the second floor where I find Music Biographies, Historical Linguistics, Midwifery, European History, Contemporary Indian Film, and 1800s San Esteban. There doesn’t seem to be any rhyme or reason to the subjects chosen, b...