Guilt Was Its Own Prison.

People Have Always Had A Fascination With The Supernatural Going Back To The Beginning Of Time And With Vampires In Particular. This Phenomenon Is Not New.

We're Pieces On A Gameboard, Dr. March, And Some Of Us Are More Powerful Than Others. You. Me. Her. We're The Ones The Gods Want. We're The Ones They're Fighting Over.

Do What? Come Up With A Clever Pun Referencing Jerome's Demonic Status? The Truth Is, I Usually Keep A Stash Of Them On Hand And—

Some People Read Books For Fun.

Wasn’t That Kind Of The Basis Of Passion? I Didn’t Know That Either. The Only Thing I Knew For Sure Was That This Kiss Had Been A Lot Like The Last One. Nice, But It Didn’t Blow Me Away. My Heart Sank. There Was Something Wrong With Me. Everyone Was Always Going On About How Socially Inept I Was. Did It Extend To Romance As Well? Was I So Cold That I’d Spend My Life Never Feeling Anything?