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c76c253
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I'd so rather be a living snack than dead meat.
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vampires
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Mari Mancusi |
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3568fb1
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All the better to bite you, my dear!
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vampires
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Mari Mancusi |
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19bead1
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Why be a vampire if you aren't going to take advantage of the basic wardrobe?
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paranormal
urban-fantasy
vampires
wolf-shifters
ya
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Mari Mancusi |
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e3fb15e
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Fangs and Kisses!
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urban-fantasy-romance
vampires
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Mari Mancusi |
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5a67878
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It's just a party, right? What could possibly go wrong?
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romance
urban-fantasy
vampires
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Mari Mancusi |
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33edfeb
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As I walk down the halls of Oakridge High, dressed in a black lacy Lolita dress, fishnets, and platform boots, swinging my Beetlejuice lunchbox, I wonder if this really was such a good idea.
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paranormal
shifters
vampires
wolves
ya
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Mari Mancusi |
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b09d0a8
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My sister, lover of the night, vampire of the Blood Coven, never before seen in anything but the color black, wants to be a pom-pom waving, football field-dancing cheerleader?
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shifters
urban-fantasy
vampires
ya
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Mari Mancusi |
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1e8a866
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You'd drain someone dry for me?
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paranormal-urban-fantasy-romance
vampires
writer
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Mari Mancusi |
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81c76c0
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Did you... need something?" he asked in a tight voice. I swallowed hard, my mind racing with a million things to say. The fear pricking at me, telling me I had one last chance to wimp out. To walk away. But I shook my head. No. Not this time. "Yes," I said simply. "I need something." "And what, may I ask, do you need?" I met his eyes. "You."
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paranormal-romance
urban-fantasy-romance
vampires
writer
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Mari Mancusi |
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7b2f84f
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A vegetarian vampire is weird.
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paranormal
shifters
vampires
wolves
ya
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Mari Mancusi |
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75f13e1
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Real men don't kiss with the gentleness of a butterfly's wing.
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paranormal-romance
uf-romance
urban-fantasy-romance
vampires
writer
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Mari Mancusi |