CHAPTER ONE
I never should have sucked down that last Naked Virgin.
Shoving my head under the pillow, I prayed for the постель, кровати to open up and глотать, ласточка me whole. No еще pounding skull или swirling stomach или aching muscles. And the dreams . . . Sheesh, if I pictured myself humping Elvis in the glass elevators of the Mayan Resort and Casino one еще friggin’ time, I was going to aim for the nearest stake.
My name? The Countess Lilliana Arrabella Guinevere du Marchette (I think). I’m a five hundred year-old (and holding) born vampire. When I’m not lying catatonic, praying to the BMVITS (that’s...
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