Stick with me, kids. It's about to get so good... -A

Ew, no!' Laurel said, brushing past him. Dracula covered half his face with his cape, shunned vampire-style, and scooted away to his perch behind the counter.

How could they think Noel was hot? If this was REALLY Versailles, Noel SO would not be Louis XIV, he would be the French version of the village idiot

Sutton's dead. Tell no one. Keep playing along... or you're next.

I love books about dysfunctional families.

People might look great on the outside but they all have something that they're dealing with.

There are some remedies worse than disease.