Summary
I’m a vampire with a filthy mind.
One day, while I was complaining yet again about a vampire hunter to my sweet, doting online boyfriend, comments suddenly started floating across my vision.
[Poor little vamp.
The guy on the other end of that chat is the very hunter who’s been after her for two years!]
[When is the male lead going to realize the girl he calls baby online every day is the little vampire he said he’d kill if he caught her?]
[I NEED to see them find out.]
[Same!
Didn’t he say he’d shoot her on sight?
If he actually catches her, which gun is he going to use?
Such a mystery.]
[Slay her or lay her?
I’ll be the judge of just how decisively he handles that.]
I went white.
With trembling fingers, I sent a message to the mommy boyfriend who was busy cheering me up with pictures of himself.
“We’re… we’re breaking up!”







