Being Charming Is My Hobby.

My Life Was Split By Two Worlds, But He Kept Me Whole.

My Captivity With Dimitri. The Way His Mouth—so, So Warm, Despite His Cold Skin—had Kissed Mine. The Feel Of His Fangs Pressing Into My Neck And The Sweet Bliss That Followed... He Looked Exactly The Same Too, With That Chalky White Pallor And Red-ringed Eyes That So Conflicted With The Soft, Chin-length Brown Hair And Otherwise Gorgeous Lines Of His Face. He Even Had A Leather Duster On.

You Make A Joke Out Of Everything. Life’s Too Painful Not To.

But I Couldn't Help Myself, Couldn't Help The Way I Felt As I Recalled The Bliss And Rush Of A Vampire's Bite.

This Was The Kind Of Dress That Changed The World. The Kind Of Dress That Started Religions.