When Susie moves to a new country with Amanda and Shayne, she comes face to face with a boy whom she craves much
more than just his blood. Then, one night after she is kidnapped,
she cannot hide who or what she is anymore. Despite her
obsessive thirst for blood, they grow close, but Susie soon realizes the safest place would be to move back to the chateau in France with Amanda. Here she meets a rogue bandit of vampires, not accustomed to living in the twenty-first century, but when she
gives her heart completely and utterly to Callum, he leaves the chateau. Then in a violent attack, Susie is
bitten by another vampire and she has to choose between mortality or immortality.
EXCERPTTHE MEGA CUP of coffee in my hand is cold while the sun shines hot down onto my shoulders. I put my feet up onto the supports of the chair across from me, and I keep my face in the shade because the brightness makes me pull my eyes together and it gives me a headache.
I have been lost in my own thoughts, dreaming of my past, for hours, looking absent-mindedly at the people walk past me. A million faces, all of them unfamiliar.
Then I see him and I sigh despondently while my eyes follow him sadly. His dark hair falls across his brow, and his eyes look at me, but they do not see me. He walks past me and toward the group of kids standing in front of the cinema. They greet each other laughingly. He must feel my eyes on him, as he turns and looks over his shoulder. I continue staring, but still, he does not see me.
Although I am only sixteen, I have never experienced romance. I have seen it many times, have experienced it through the people I see walking along a river, have longed for someone to look into my eyes and know they only see me. Someone to whisper softly in my ear they only want me, and they love only me.
I have an instinct which tells me it would be great to have someone love me. I wonder what it would feel like to grow old. To be like the meagre mortals around me, to roll a die, to live on the edge, to be daring and know it might kill me. I have been around the world, have seen the world change, have had a million different hairstyles, fashions. I belong a hundred miles from anyone, but there is a yearning inside of me and I need to know what it feels like to fall in love. To tumble head over heels in love, and to have someone stumble for me. I wonder how it feels to love someone unconditionally as I have read so many times in books.
