The problem, of course, was that turning into a monster was the brighter of my two choices. Choice Number 1: I turn into a vampyre, which equals a monster in just about any humanโs mind. Choice Number 2: My body rejects the Change and I die. Forever. So the good news is that I wouldnโt have to take the geometry test tomorrow.
P. C. Cast...Night has chosen thee; thy death will be thy birth. Night calls to thee; harken to Her sweet voice. Your destiny awaits you at the House of Night.
P. C. CastYour dad would stake me out to freeze if I let you fall and hurt yourself." He offered me his arm, which I latched onto gratefully. "He wouldn't stake you out," I panted as we forced our way through the hard top layer of snow that was almost thigh deep. "He'd just shoot you." "Well that's a comfort.
P. C. CastRemember that I will be here', he said resolutely. 'For an eternity (...). I would wait for you for an eternity.
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