They are the creatures of the night, and everyone knows it. They are dangerous and everyone knows it, yet they're always fantasized. They bring chaos and fear to those who know their darkness yet everyone seems to find something worth loving for, maybe a light in the dark, perhaps? They are the roses of the night. The petals look alive at night and stays withered at day. The thorns are so sharp that with the slightest touch, it can prickle anyone. Dead as they may seem when the sun is up, the thorns stay hungry for the red drug. Blood keeps the roses blooming without the touch of the light. Who wouldn't want some rare roses, right? Wait, do you want one or do you want to be one? "THIS AIN'T YOUR TYPICAL VAMPIRE STORY" Written in TAGLISH ROMANCE | FANTASY | VAMPIRE | TEEN FICTION | ACTION | RANDOM Formerly titled Taste of Blood, Love, and War: Every Drop Lasts