There is something incredibly arousing about being wanted. I pulled my hand back and sucked in a deep breath. “Adam,” I said.
Take a note: it usually works better if you wait until I do something stupid before getting mad at me.
He was like Superman, but with fangs and oddly impaired morals.
I was going to fight vampires, and my name wasn't Buffy--I was so screwed.
Wizards are a secretive lot.
I am the reality of all coyotes. The archetype. The epitome. You are just a reflection of me.