Before I'm Dead ❯ FRIGHT NIGHT

Before I'm Dead ❯ FRIGHT NIGHT

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❝The problem is,❞ he whispered as he leaned in, ❝if I kissed you, I don't think I'd be able to stop.❞ ❮ catching the eye of a man, Claire notices the strange things Jerry - her new neighbor - does as he disappears during the day and lurks at night and soon grows suspicious as to why he has taken such an interest in her. after hearing the rumor of him being a vampire, Claire hopes that she will be able to resist the strange attraction to him. But, how can you fight something that may not even exist? ❯
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It was gentle at first, tender little pecks, before Fionn embedded his fingers into Dante's hair. The vampire tugged Fionn flush against his body as they explored one another's mouths. Fionn was a little fearful of Dante's fangs but every time they grazed over his lips or tongue he let out a soft moan. Admittedly, Fionn had never kissed a vampire, had never even considered it. Yet, with Dante, he never wanted to stop. He had responded so quickly, giving in to every shameful little urge he had ever had for the vampire, immediately becoming a breathless, groaning mess. "Think of me instead," Dante murmured when Fionn had to break off the kiss, he had been getting a little light headed. Dante brushed his thumb over Fionn's cheek but the wolf just stared on in disbelief. "Come on, Fi, don't act like you didn't know my feelings for you." "I-I didn't," Fionn stammered, his voice so quiet it was almost inaudible. "Fi, I flirted with you mercilessly," Dante was beginning to look a little self-conscious, his brows drawn together in a soft frown. "Yeah, but that was just teasing and stuff. This is like a whole world different," Dante was silent for an entire agonising minute, merely staring into Fionn's eyes, before sitting up and running his hand through his hair. "You're right," he muttered, scowling down at his lap, "it was stupid of me to assume you felt the same way. It wouldn't work anyway, we'd end up killing each other," Dante rose from the bed and walked toward the bathroom. "Wait," Fionn gripped Dante's wrist, though the vampire kept his eyes on the bathroom door, "maybe it would work... Maybe I really want it to work," Fionn spoke quietly but he knew Dante would hear every word clear as day. "You can't lie to me, Fionn, I can read your thoughts," Dante muttered, still refusing to look at the wolf... {Book Two of the Inamorate Series}

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