Vampire Academy (Vampire Academy, #1)

by Richelle Mead

Beside him, holding his hand, was a Moroi girl who looked about eleven but had to be older, unless he’d become a pedophile during our absence.

lmao i'm dead

And somewhere, somewhere in all of this, was that same urging voice that had driven me up to his room, a voice that didn’t sound like my own but that I was powerless to ignore. Stay with him, stay with him. Don’t think about anything else except him. Keep touching him. Forget about everything else. I listened—not that I really needed any extra convincing.

Uhh, talk about dubious consent