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what’s a girl to do when the only constant presence during the last millennium of her life has been a guy who’s contractually mandated to murder her?
“Look at you,”
“Flushed and plump and beautiful. You just fed, didn’t you?”
“You’re going to have to knock me out if you want me to shut up until sunrise.”
“And deprive myself of your company?”
“Ne...
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“As long as you don’t let anyone get to you before I do, Aethelthryth.” “Oh, don’t worry. I’ll always save myself for you.”
When he noticed my eyes on him, he lifted the blade up to his face. And with a smile that did not feel like a smile, he began to lick it clean of my blood. It was . . . Well. It just was.
Today, nearly thirty-six years after that night in Germany, his arms wrap tight around me, his body is a heavy blanket above mine, and his only purpose seems to be shielding me from the sunlight. Today, Lazlo Enyedi saved my life.
Vampires suck—no pun intended—and
My motto is: If I have to suck someone dry every few weeks, why not make it a Goldman Sachs executive?
“I know what’s mine,”
“No offense, but someone who won’t know whether he’s circumcised until he takes a peek inside his underwear may have less-than-excellent instincts
“Why am I an asshole?”
“Because.” “You didn’t list any reason.”
“You wear sunglasses inside, for one.”
I cannot help wondering why I didn’t once think of that night in the past sixty years.
And, oddly enough, I cannot help wondering if he ever did.
Our species has a clear case of hot-girl tummy, and I’m grateful to the twenty-first century for giving us a final diagnosis.
“It was one-sided,” he tells me after he’s done chewing. “From you.” “What?”
“The dislike.” “I assure you, it was not.” “And I assure you, when I look at you, I feel anything but that.”
Vampires don’t sleep.
no rest, no quiet, no respite from our evil deeds.
We are condemned to an eternity of staring at empty walls and reflecting on what we have done, all in the hope of...
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“I might not remember my name, or anything about who I am. But I could never be near you and not know exactly what you are to me.”
“I told you, Ethel. I know how I feel about you. And I know how you feel, too.”
“I know your smell. I know your skin. Your hair. It’s all familiar. I have it all memorized. And I dream of you—of this. So many dreams, all so different, we must have done it a million times, in a million different ways. Tell me what you’re hiding from me, let’s get this over with, and then let’s do it a million more times.”
“Some lives run invisibly. Undetected by most. And when a person comes along who sees those lives for what they are, who acknowledges their reality, who reminds people that there is value in different ways of existing . . . A minute of that is worth more than a thousand nights with a lover. Wouldn’t you agree?”
“Aethelthryth, nothing would make me happier than having you with me here, or in any other place that I will call home, for as long as I live. Please, come in.”
“I didn’t suddenly find you anything. I always knew you were . . . cute.”
for the first time since I was turned into a slayer, I realized that you were not as soulless as I had 79been taught. You were rational. You had feelings. You thought of more than just your own desires.”
