I licked my lips. I could smell it even though it was hidden from view. I loved the smell, the taste, and the feel of blood. Why wouldn't I? I'm half vampire. - Finley Sullivan is a beast that has moved to a new town again for the taste of blood. He can't get enough of the stuff. He's obsessed with it, but he has good reason. It's because he is one half vampire. With the transfer of schools comes a new selection for him to bite into. His first target of this place is the kind girl named Marilyn that's seated next to him. He thought he would quickly and easily just drink her dry then move on, but he can't. He can't leave her alone. But with these shaky feelings surfaces Finley's doubts and inner turmoil between his romantic desires and his natural cravings. Can Finley really fall in love despite the inner demon inside of him that craves blood? Can his affection for Marilyn cure him or will his instincts take over? In the end, which one would die? The only identity he has ever known or his first love? Please read to find out in my Deadly Kisses Contest intry, 'Being a Vampire SUCKS!' ~ My first ever contest! Big thanks to Claire for helping me proofread!