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270 pages, Paperback
First published April 15, 2015




"I have to stop to catch my breath, even though I'm not breathing."
"When I breathed it burned, like sucking fire into my lungs..."
"I don't breathe. I'm a corpse."


"I can't really feel my body cooling down but I know it is. I'm a aware of heat, of cold, of the breezes in my hair, but I don't feel them, not really.
"As pale as stone, his skin was just as cold. Cold, cold and dead."


It's the same when I get hurt. I sense injuries but I don't feel pain.
• "... painful intensity of the light."
•"...clutching my throbbing head."
•"... my throbbing jaw."
•"... pain surged through me again."
•"All I did was hurt my hands."
•"I hit something, so hard I could not comprehend how much it hurt."
•"Crying out from the pain."
•..."pain came from the flames."
• "I felt the pain of death."

"I feel the words, somehow, before I feel them."
"He's made of liquid gold and I see it curling him inside him..."
"I gasp and gurgle for breath, arching my back to breathe deeper and fill my lungs, but no matter how much air I draw in. I can hear voices.


"What if it was a vampire?"

"I laid it all out to your mom. She believed me. I needed more information and I started tracking it down."

"I had to go to Oxford. To England. See, nosferatu are outcasts, they're all over the place. I didn't know what I was looking for yet, just tracing down some leads. I read anything I could. Folklore, mostly. Since vampires aren't real there aren't many serious books on them.


"Police reports."



"A gin flashes on his face..."
Her: "Don't kill me. Please don't. Do whatever you want just don't kill me."
Bad guy: "Why not?"
Her: "I'm getting married on Saturday. Please."
Him: "You're not getting married on Saturday. I am going to kill you."


"It oozed down his arm and I was dying and he held it to his mouth and I watched his throat bob as he drew his own blood from the wound and snapped back down.

