Makayla

“I saw a picture of you and Vincent in a 1968 newspaper that said you died in a fire," I said, turning to Ambrose.

He nodded at me with a little smile, urging me on.

"So how can you be here now?"

"Well, I'm glad we're starting with the easy questions," he said, stretching his powerful arms and then leaning toward me. "The answer would be ... because we're zombies!" and he let out a horrible groan, stretching his mouth open and baring his teeth as he curled his hands into claws.

Seeing my terrified expression, Ambrose began cracking up and slapping his knee with his hand. "Just kidding," he cackled, and then, calming down, looked at me sedately. "But no, seriously. We're zombies."

"We are not zombies!" said Charlotte, her voice rising with annoyance.”
― Amy Plum, Die for Me

“Luck, normalcy, fate ... none of those seemed to be on our side. Our very being together went against all the odds. All I knew was that something good had begun. A flame had been lit. And the whole universe was watching to see if it would be blown out.

All I could do was hold my breath. And wait.”
― Amy Plum, Die for Me

“You've heard of vampires?"
I nodded.
"You've heard of werwolves?"
"Of course."
"Had you ever heard of us?"
I shook my head.
"That's called 'staying under the radar,' dear Kate. It's what we're good at.”
― Amy Plum, Die for Me

“I'm a revenant, not a vampire, chérie." ~ Vincent Delacroix”
― Amy Plum, Die for Me