My fangs extended then, automatically, like her voice were a fang charmer, and I followed impulsively, thinking about blood.

Hurrying back into the rouge lighting in sheer terror, Amelia ran without another word, escaping into the shadows of the dungeon, and she shrieked for salvation that never came.

I sure as hell didn't wish upon a star to fall for a Vampyre.(Forsaken- A Velicious Novel)