Loving You

"Are all vampires as pretty as you?"

The word pretty hit him harder,he froze mid-sip.

Then he choked.

Coffee burned down the wrong pipe, and Evan erupted into a violent fit of coughing. Students turned to stare as he grabbed napkins, trying desperately to look normal while his throat betrayed him.

Naomi blinked. "Oh my God-are you okay?"

"I'm fine," he rasped, voice rough, eyes watering. "Just... hot coffee."

"Right," she said slowly, clearly unconvinced.

He avoided her gaze, suddenly very interested in the textbook again.

"You didn't answer the question," Naomi added with a small, teasing smile.
Evan cleared his throat, cheeks strangely warm.
"I'm not pretty."

"I didn't say you were," she replied. "I said vampires".
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Evan is a teen vampire who believes emotions are useless and humans are naturally cruel. To him, people are nothing more than food-temporary, selfish creatures he feeds on without guilt. He lives carefully and methodically, posing as a quiet scholarship student to blend into society while secretly killing in ways that leave no trace.

Everything changes when he meets Naomi.