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Jade led a lonely life. Ever since she was marked with the vampire's kiss she cursed her time alive apart from family and friends. Fear had kept her from dying back then and the same fear is what keeps her going now. By declining the vampire as her mentor she became outlawed, free to be killed by anyone. On the run with only a few belongings she roamed the borders between vampire and werewolf territory. Living on the luck of bypassers. Michelle is the daughter of a famous ex-writer and a book fanatic at heart. But will she cope when her world is suddenly turned up side down? Will she be able to make a story of her own? Or will her cynical look on things, comparing every story she knows, be her downfall?
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Xan a stripper, works the vampire club, where she met two mysterious and dark vampire. Who have no problem sharing her...If you know what that entitled. : : "Kiss my ass," I growled. She smirked. "How much?" I snorted. "Your order?" Jager leaned over the table, her gaze fixed on me. "Tell me, Snow Princess. How much for a kiss on your ass? Name your price." I realized that for them, everything revolved around naming a price, and they could get what they wanted. That's how they had lived for years. "Blood wine and shots, coming right up," I said, ignoring her proposition. She leaned back, the purple lighting casting shadows on their faces, making them appear even more enigmatic. "Do your thing, Snow Flakes. But when you come back, I hope the price is on the tip of those lips," she said. I rolled my eyes. "Whatever," I mumbled. "Come here," Jager commanded. I couldn't help but smile inside as she rummaged through her seemingly endless supply of cash. She folded a few bills and leaned forward, slipping the money into the side of my skirt. Her hand lingered, palming my ass cheeks. "So damn full," she remarked, her words slipping through her fangs. Read to find out...

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