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

by Calista Jayne

Turning up one side street, then another, I try to get myself back to the seedier part of town where I might have better motel luck. There’s a large building up ahead, possibly motel-sized. My stomach clenches with hunger pangs, but I force myself to keep walking. Soon, I’m standing in front of a well-landscaped grassy lawn peppered with flowering bushes and groupings of fat, happy daisies. An antique-looking engraved metal sign nestled in with some daisies reads The Corbin Library. Libraries are great. They’re welcoming, peaceful. They feel safe to me, over anything else. I straighten up, hoisting the straps of my messenger bag and purse over my shoulder, and walk up to the glass-paned double door. It feels disrespectful to be walking into such a hallowed place wearing a stranger’s skirt, flip-flops, and a hoodie, but it can’t be helped. Besides, books don’t judge people; people judge people. There’s a woman at the front desk. She has curly black hair, deep blue eyes, and her pantsuit is a thing of envy, especially with the jaunty polka-dot bowtie she wears with it. “Hello,” she says. “Are you a member?” “Um…no?” Her smile is pleasant even as she says in a practiced voice, “I’m sorry, but The Corbin is a private library.” I mouth the words private library. “That’s a thing?” She chuckles. “It is. Membership is curated.” “Oh. Crap. I just wanted to look around for a little while.” “You can purchase a one-time pass without becoming a member,” she says. “It’s not cheap, but y...