David

“Do you want to be put under first?” she asked Lewis as they sat down.

“Huh?” he replied in confusion.

Something like a cough came out of Vlad that jerked her head up. Vampires didn’t need to cough. Was that a muffled laugh?

“You know.” Kira’s eyes flashed green at Lewis, and her fangs seemed to jump out of her gums. “Get bespelled so you don’t remember this.”

Lewis appeared even more confused. “If that’s what you want.”

I will not as for pointers from Dracula, she swore to herself. I will not. “Yeah, I’d feel better about that. So, ah…look into my eyes.”

Another strangled sound came from Vlad’s direction. Now Kira was sure it was a laugh. She was determined to ignore him.

Lewis obediently stared at her, and Kira tried to make her voice sound confident. “You don’t feel anything. You’re not afraid.”

“I am,” came Vlad’s immediate reply. “If you tell him wolves are the children of the night next, I might hurt myself laughing.”
― Jeaniene Frost, Eternal Kiss of Darkness

“We are totally dysfunctional.”
“I prefer ‘selectively deviant’. But we’ll keep that to ourselves.”
― Sylvia Day, Entwined with You

“Does no one think to warn people before they meet me?" Vlad muttered, shooting an irritable look at Mencheres.”
― Jeaniene Frost, Eternal Kiss of Darkness

“No. I’ve no time to waste. Winter’s coming.”
― Andrzej Sapkowski, The Last Wish