Truly it it not the tragedies that destroy us, but the memories of them.
Are you asking if I ever spied on you while you were taking a shower?
He cries. 'Please! I don't want to die.' I lean over. My hair smothers him. 'Then you should never have been born,' I say.
I am a vampire. Blood does not bother me.
Death never comes at the right time, despite what mortals believe. Death always comes like a thief.
I am a vampire," I say softly. "And you have pissed me off.