The Vampire's Mail Order Bride (Nocturne Falls, #1)

by Kristen Painter

Captain Underpants did not like to wait for his dinner. She had originally named the cat Princess Buttercream, but as it turned out, Princess Buttercream was a boy. Delaney was a whiz with candy, lousy at guessing cat gender.

A small cow walked toward him and meowed. “What on earth is—Stanhill mentioned you brought your cat. He failed to mention the creature is the size of an SUV.”

glint

“You’ve got me confused with one of those women who needs a ring on her finger to feel complete. I don’t put those kinds of expectations on men. And I’d say I’m sorry things didn’t work out between you and Hugh, but based on your current amount of crazy, I’d say he dodged a bullet.”

She must have had work done. Good work. Not the kind that made a woman look like she had a chip clip holding everything together on the back of her neck.

resolve

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If this town got any smaller, it would be the social equivalent of wearing Spanx.

She grabbed Cappy’s carrier bag and shoved him into it, which was like stuffing twenty-seven pounds of furry sausage into a two-pound casing, but so be it.

A vampire in a romance novel was something very different than one standing in front of you.

When they got to the part of the service about anyone objecting, I stood up and told him exactly what I thought about him, his treatment of my mother and his failure to show up at the funeral.”

paint

paint

anyway.

any way

You’re my last thought of the day and my first thought when I awake.”

“The theme of panic has come to mean what scares you, so most of the floats try to pick a fear and run with it.”

It would be more fun as an actual Pan-ic Parade...drunken debauchery.

Panic tripped over his skin in electric bursts.

ping

pang