The Marionettes (The Marionettes, #1)

by Katie Wismer

There’s no mistaking the two front and center—the only vampire fangs among the human teeth, the ones that once belonged to her husband.

“You want me to castrate him? You know I could be real sneaky about it. In and out. No one would be the wiser. Just a cat and a penis.”

over me. I expect him to make some kind of joke or snarky comment, maybe tell me I’m being ridiculous.

“Are you…are you feeling okay?” “I—what do you mean?” I hold my arm tighter against myself. My mind jumps to my powers, the exhaustion, the chill that never leaves me alone. “What did it taste like?” He scratches the back of his neck, then shakes his head again. “It tastes like poison.”