Claire Danvers's college town may be run by vampires but a truce between the living and the dead made things relatively safe. For a while. Now people are turning up dead, a psycho is stalking her, and an ancient bloodsucker has proposed private mentoring. To what end, Claire will find out. And... read more
MORGANVILLE IS SUCH A NICE PLACE TO LIVE...
When Claire Danvers learned that her college town was run by vampires, she did what any intelligent, self-preserving freshman would do: She applied for a transfer and stocked up on garlic. The transfer is no longer an option, but that garlic may... read more (warning: may contain spoilers)
MORGANVILLE IS SUCH A NICE PLACE TO LIVE...
When Claire Danvers learned that her college town was run by vampires, she did what any intelligent, self-preserving freshman would do: She applied for a transfer and stocked up on garlic. The transfer is no longer an option, but that garlic may come in handy.
...AND DIE, IF YOU DON'T MIND THAT SORT OF THING.
Now Claire has pledged herself to Amelie, the most powerful vampire in town. The protection her contract secures does little to reassure those closest to Claire. All of a sudden, people are turning up dead, a stalker resurfaces from her past, and an ancient bloodsucker extends a chilling invitation for private lessons in his secluded home. To what end, Claire will soon discover -- and it will give a terrifying new meaning to night school.
“So, are we at the lying part of the relationship already? Usually that comes after the exciting, hot and sexy honeymoon period.”Shane Collins
“If you're going to hang out in my room and tempt me, there's a penalty. One item of clothing per minute comes off." "Perv." "Male and eighteen. What's your point?”Shane, Claire
“What about you? That break some kind of vampire rules of conduct or something?" "Blow me, Shane." "Boys, language. Minor at the table." "Well, I wasn't actually planning to do it." "Not like it's the first time I've heard it. Or said it." "You shouldn't say it. No, I mean it. Girls should say 'eat me,' not 'blow me.' Wouldn't recommend 'bite me,' though. Not around here.”Shane, Michael, Eve, Claire
“Um-what do I win?" "Your freedom," "And if I lose?" "Then I eat you,”Claire, Myrnin
“I didn't want to lie- to lie to you." "Why the hell not? Everybody around here lies. Michael lied about being a ghost. Shane lies about shit all the time. Why not you, too?" "Yo, Drama Princess, want to tone it down a little? Somewhere, Sandra Bernhard wants her tantrum back.”Claire, Eve, Shane
“Give the girl some credit. At least she told you, instead of letting you figure it out on your own." "Yeah, and she told me last!" Eve glared at the two boys, hands on her hips. "Boyfriend," "Landlord," "Crap, right, next time you sell your soul to the devil, I get first contact! Girl solidarity, right?”Michael, Eve, Shane
“And at least it's Amelie. She's okay, right?" They all looked at each other. Shane said, "But you won't tell us what she's got you doing that keeps you out late." "No. I-I can't do that." "Then she's not okay, and neither are you.”Claire, Shane
“You're bleeding, what happened?" Claire sighed and held up her wrist to show him the bandage. "Man, you would be so embarrassed if I said it was something else." Michael looked blank. "I'm a girl, Michael, it could have been all natural, you know. Tampons?”Michael, Claire
“This is the deal you made with Amelie, to work for them." "No. I made the deal with Amelie; then she told me to work for him. Or learn from him." "Is there a difference?" "Yeah. I don't get paid.”Michael, Claire
“"So. Wanna cut class and make ou?" She socked him in the arm. "No." "You are such a strange girl. Ow," he said, in the way that meant he hadn't felt it at all. "You riding with Eve?" "When she passes the snarling cannibal phase, yeah. Another two cups of coffee, probably."”Shane, Claire
“She looks amazing. I'm not half-gay, and I think she's hot.”Eve
She stuck out her tongue at him, and he leaned forward and—to her horror—licked it. ‘‘Ewwww!’’ ‘‘Then don’t stick it out.’’ Shane smiled.Highlighted by 67 Kindle customers
‘‘Get in here and make me some dinner—now, woman.’’ ‘‘News flash, Michael, you’re supposed to have turned evil, not redneck!’’Highlighted by 61 Kindle customers
‘‘If you ask me if I’m okay again, I’m going to smack myself in the face just to punish you,’’Highlighted by 61 Kindle customers
‘‘Perv.’’ He pointed to himself. ‘‘Male and eighteen. What’s your point?’’Highlighted by 56 Kindle customers
‘‘And about Shane, I swear, if he doesn’t snap out of it, I’m going to punch him in the face. Well, punch him in the face and then run like hell.’’Highlighted by 56 Kindle customers
You could put a stake through my heart, and I would simply pull it out and be very annoyed with you for ruining my wardrobe.Highlighted by 48 Kindle customers
Great, Claire thought in shaken disgust. That’s always the answer around here. Punch somebody.Highlighted by 44 Kindle customers
‘‘You’re not going to make me get an anvil and make my own screwdrivers or anything, are you?’’ Myrnin smiled slowly. ‘‘What a good idea! I’ll consider it.Highlighted by 37 Kindle customers
Wouldn’t recommend ‘bite me,’ though. Not around here.’’ Eve choked on her spaghetti. Shane pounded her on the back, but he was laughing, too, and so was Michael, and Claire glared at them for a little bit before giving in and admitting it was funny, after all.Highlighted by 37 Kindle customers
Monica pointed out a girl wearing a truly horrible polka-dot-leggings-under-shorts ensemble. ‘‘And somewhere in heaven, Versace sheds a single, perfect tear.’’Highlighted by 37 Kindle customers
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