They always assumed that I did not speak. That I could not. So many had plotted my death, discussed it, laughed about it, even while I was in the same room, because they assumed I was mindless. Like one of the failures of their kind, born mad. But I was not a failure. I was what I was supposed to be. I was dhampir. And they never lived to tell anyone they were wrong.
Karen ChanceHe wasn't that good looking, he had the social skills of a wet cat and the patience of a caffeinated hummingbird
Karen ChanceMircea leaned over to refill my wineglass, and a section of his bare chest showed under the robe, along with a hint of dusky nipple. It's a good thing I'm too stuffed to move, I thought hazily. I would so have jumped that.
Karen ChanceThen why are you getting dressed?โ โMaybe I donโt like being the only naked one in the room,โ I said sarcastically. And immediately regretted it. โThat is easily remedied,โ he told me, and pulled off his sweater.
Karen ChanceHow did you hear about that?' 'Are you kidding me? So far, I had that runt Kyle-' 'I hate him. I hate all vamps. That complete toad, Michael-' '-tell me you were pregnant by a vamp-' 'kidnnaped me and-Kyle said WHAT?' 'and then a member of the Domi shows up and informs me-' 'The Domi sent someone HERE?' '-that you're actually pregnant by the late king of the Fey.' 'Late?!' Heidar squeaked.
Karen ChanceMy one-time roommate Claire had inherited the house from her uncle, and when she went off to bigger and better things, sheโd left it in my care. And it needed a lot of it. Most importantly, it needed a new roof. There was a worrying stain on the ceiling of my bedroom that had started out roughly the shape of Rhode Island, but now looked more like North Carolina. Another few more days of rain and it was going to be Texas. And then it wouldnโt be anything at all because the battered old shingles were going to cave in on my head.
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