2 Quotes by D.L. Wainright

A vampire?” Lucy hissed incredulously, leaning away from him and wondering if maybe this was all just a prank. Or a dream. She was more than willing to revisit that theory. “I thought vampires drink blood, not eat your face.

Off to the side a grin appeared, floating in the darkness like the Cheshire Cat’s. Obviously able to see her take notice, the grin stretched wider—impossibly wider. Beside it, another smile cut through the darkness, followed soon by another, then another. Countless unseen figures were grinning at her, surrounding her on every side. That’s when the laughter started.