The Lost Girls: A Vampire Revenge Story

In that moment, I knew we’d figure it out.
It wouldn’t be exactly the same as it had been before, but maybe that was okay. Without the intensity of trying to keep her alive, we could take some time to learn each other again. As we were now. Lucky for us, we had all the time in the world.

“What’s the problem, sweetheart?” I toed his spine with the tip of my shoe. “You’ve managed to go the last hundred years without a heart. This shouldn’t be anything new.”

I wanted every part of her, not just the ones she chose to show me.

was a vampire. Undead, immortal, powerful. I would not be brought to my knees by a mortal girl with a gorgeous smile and terrible dance moves.

She absolutely had the power to be the end of me.

Treating us like we were hysterical and dramatic was his favorite form of gaslighting.

“You are seriously demented,” I said.
Ida batted her lashes. “Please stop complimenting me, I might remember how to blush.”

“Not me.” Ida waved her raised hand like class was in session and she really wanted an A in Not Sleeping with Mortals 101. “I’m still figuring myself out. And since I have all the time in the world, I’m in no rush. I don’t think I’m sexually attracted to anyone, but I’m romantically attracted to the idea of someone I haven’t met yet.”

Her soft brown eyes were hazy and unfocused as she looked up at me. “I knew you’d be the one to catch me if I fell.”

The world expected us to shoulder adult burdens but treated us like children when we needed something in return.