However, seeing Luna standing here today, glowing like an angel, I couldn’t imagine him ever leaving her.
“Alexander,” Luna said in a soft, sexy voice. “It’s great to see you.” She showed off her dress for him. A group of jocks ogled her as she twirled around. “It’s amazing how much a person can change in just a short time, isn’t it? I’m sorry for you that things in your life have remained the same.”
Alexander wasn’t pleased with her taunting.
“Yes, doesn’t my sister look great?” Jagger said. “This lifestyle suits her. She’s been dying for it since she was born.”
“I’m glad you are so happy,” Alexander said. “That’s all I ever wanted for you.” He turned back to the party.
Luna took Alexander’s comment as a slap in the face instead of a heartfelt sentiment. She couldn’t mask her scorn and turned her venom on me.
“I see you’ve managed to fool some other girls, too,” she said, referring to Onyx and Scarlet.
“They like me for who I am,” I said.
“But do you like yourself as you are? Or, at the end of the day, do you really wish you were more like me?”
Luna was right. She had the one thing I didn’t have—she was a vampire.
“I have everything you’ve always wanted,” she bragged.
“Except Alexander,” I snapped back.
“Well, when you can be here for an eternity, everything is possible. I just need time.”
I wasn’t happy with her insinuation.
“When he sees my potential. Perhaps what he is missing from a relationship with you…Who knows what he might do?”
With that, she and Jagger joined the other partygoers.
“Alexander,” I said, getting his attention, “Luna isn’t over you. She still can’t be trusted.”
“Her bark is worse than her bite.”
“I’m serious. She’s still in love with—”
“Hey,” Sebastian said, suddenly by our side. “This party is killer!”
“You think so?” I asked.
“It’s not what I planned. I’m even amazed.” Alexander beamed.
“This mansion is going to be party central,” said Sebastian. “The girls think you are a rock star, and I don’t mind taking your leftovers.”
I glared at Sebastian.
“I mean, taking them off your hands so you can be alone with Raven.”
A band of jocks bumped into the tomb-shaped table, knocking it over. Alexander rushed to help steady it.
“There is no reason you need to be cruising this crowd,” I told Sebastian. “There are two perfect and single girls—that were just meant for you,” I said as the ultimate matchmaker. “Onyx or Scarlet.”
“I know, Raven. They are beautiful, but there aren’t any sparks.”
“What do you mean? You just met them. And now you are totally ignoring them. You need to spend more time with them.”
“It’s just something I feel—or rather don’t feel. And by the way it looks, they don’t seem to be bothered.”
Trevor was talking to Jagger, and Onyx and Scarlet were by their sides.
“Well, maybe I’m not meant to be in love,” he said. “Maybe I’m supposed to just have fun. And is that so bad?”
I was a major failure at matchmaking.
“This was not supposed to happen!” I said. “None of this was supposed to happen!”
I ditched Sebastian and was heading toward Alexander when Becky jumped in front of me.
“Where have you been?” she asked.
“This night has gone all wrong,” I said frantically.
“No it hasn’t. Look! Everyone is enjoying themselves. You might be having the best party Dullsville’s ever seen.”
“Sebastian was supposed to like Scarlet or Onyx and he doesn’t like either,” I rambled, “and to top it off, Scarlet seems to be struck by Trevor—gag me—and Onyx is smitten by Jagger.”
“It’s nice that they came to town for your party.”
“Jagger and Luna weren’t invited. Remember? You weren’t even invited.”
Becky laughed. “Raven, you’ve brought the whole town together—even a neighboring one.”
“But I didn’t want to. Even Jameson is freaking out.” He was standing guard outside the kitchen door. “I have to do something. I know…” I took out my phone. “I’ll call the police. A noise complaint and a few squad cars are enough to drive everyone back to their sprawling estates.”
Becky stopped me. “Raven—then Alexander’s party will be a bomb. Look at him.” Alexander was joking with the group of jocks as they replaced the items on the table. He was as content and happy as he’d been when he was out with Sebastian and me. “Wouldn’t you rather the party be a hit than have your boyfriend stuck in his attic room forever alone?”
I weighed my friend’s thoughts heavily.
“Then what should I do?” I finally asked.
“How about have some fun—like everyone else? Why should you be the only one moping?”
Becky didn’t understand the severity of the situation. And it wasn’t something I could delicately break to her over the sounds of pounding music. However, it was Alexander’s mansion, and if Alexander was having a blast, then it wasn’t my place to break up the party.
Alexander was now hanging out by the fire pit with Matt, Sebastian, and several soccer snobs. I was approaching him when I overheard a few cheerleaders talking to him.
“Are you the painter in the article?” one asked.
“Uh…yes.”
“I like to model,” another told him.
“Do you do nude portraits?” the first one asked.
The girls all laughed.
I was steaming! My blood began to boil and my whole body raged.
“There is only one model I use,” Alexander said. “And her name is—”
“Raven,” they said in unison.
“Yes,” he said.
A warm feeling flooded me.
“Perhaps you should get to know her,” he said. “She’s a great girl.”
The girls all turned their noses at him and walked away. I snuck up behind my boyfriend and gave him a huge embrace.
“There you are,” he said. “I was just talking about you.”
“You have groupies,” I said. “Sebastian was right.”
“No I don’t,” he said humbly.
He drew me close and kissed me by the open flames.
“I never dreamed we’d have a hit on our hands,” I said.
“I never did, either,” he said.
Jagger and Onyx and Luna joined us by the fire pit.
“Jagger Maxwell,” Sebastian said, a drink in his hand. “It’s been a while since I’ve seen you. This is the last place I’d imagine bumping into you.”
Jagger moved in close, out of earshot of the soccer snobs and Matt.
“Alexander and I have to make up for lost time. I thought now was as good a time as any to begin our new friendship.”
“Alexander is really picky about who he hangs out with,” Sebastian said protectively.
“I’m sure he is.”
“Rumor is you haven’t returned to Romania,” Sebastian said.
“I started a club a few towns over. I’ve been talking to Alexander about possibly starting one here.”
“This town could really use a club,” Sebastian said.
Jagger’s blue-and-green eyes lit up. “Then you might be the one to help me.”
“I love clubs. And you’re right—this town could be a perfect place to open one.”
“You don’t know what he’s really talking about,” Alexander warned.
“Perhaps we can go into business together,” Jagger said to Sebastian.
“Maybe…”
Luna yawned and appeared bored.
“Luna,” Jagger said, seizing the opportunity. “I want you to meet Alexander’s best friend.”
“Alexander’s best friend?” she asked, perking up. “I don
’t believe we’ve met.”
“No, I think I’d remember,” Sebastian said, tonguetied.
“She grew up on a different time schedule than we did. But now we are all finally the same,” Jagger said. “Luna, Sebastian might be interested in starting a Coffin Club here.”
“No he’s not,” Alexander said. “He doesn’t know what you are talking about.”
Sebastian was lost in Luna’s spell, even though she was somewhat intimidating.
“Any friend of Alexander’s is a friend of mine, right, Alexander?” Luna flirted.
“Let’s hope so,” Sebastian said.
“Suddenly this party doesn’t seem so insipid after all,” she commented.
I tried to block Sebastian from Luna. “I think Jameson needs our help in the kitchen.”
“Jameson can find someone else,” Luna said, gazing at Sebastian. “It’s a party, the night is young, and I’m out for blood…. Would you like to dance, Sebastian?” Luna asked.
“Are you kidding?” Sebastian looked as if he would have breathed in garlic if Luna had asked him.
“So tell me what it was like growing up with Alexander,” Luna said, leading him to the dance floor.
Jagger smiled a mischievous smile. “Onyx, would you like to dance?”
Onyx acted as if she’d just been struck by Cupid’s bow. “Of course,” she said, and followed Jagger.
“Alexander—what do we do?”
“How about we dance, too?”
When we arrived on the dance floor, Alexander and I kept a watchful eye on the others. But after a few songs, we got distracted by our own connection.
“This was the reason to have a party,” Alexander said, kissing me. “For us.”
I was so lost in his eyes. I’d gotten so sidetracked that I wasn’t allowing myself to enjoy the very thing I’d been dreaming about all my life: Alexander Sterling.
“I still want to be like you,” I said. “I want to be with you. Forever.”
Alexander pulled me into him and laid a dizzy-making kiss on my lips—so passionate and tender, my knees shook.
Luna bore a gaze that blazed through us.
Becky and Matt applauded, and we got a few whistles.
Alexander and I embraced, and Luna left the dance floor.
“How about a slow one?” Matt suggested. He fiddled with the sound system until he found a song he liked.
The four of us danced, joined by Dullsvillian student couples.
When the song was over, I was jolted out of our romantic entanglement.
The Pradabees were with the other Pradabees, and the soccer snobs were mixing it up with the cheerleaders. Trevor was flirting with Scarlet, and Onyx was hanging next to Jagger.
“Where’s Sebastian?” I asked.
“He’s probably in mortal babe heaven,” Alexander said. “I appreciate all you’ve done for him.”
“Me? It was nothing.”
One other partygoer was not accounted for. Luna was missing. That could mean only one thing. Trouble.
It was late. Bottles and trash littered the backyard of the Mansion. Alexander and I forced our way through the reveling students. A large crowd had gathered around the gazebo. I pushed through to find Luna, several soccer snobs, and Sebastian sitting in a circle.
In the center, resting on its side, was the empty Transylvania 1972.
The students, unbeknownst to them, were playing a deadly game of spin the bottle.
“We have to stop them,” I said.
“The game seems quite uneven. She must be up to something,” Alexander said.
The crowd was hooping and hollering, and several guys had formed a line vying for a seat in the circle.
“We’re waiting our turn,” a guy said to me.
Luna spun the bottle, and it landed on a soccer snob.
“On the cheek, please,” she said.
“Are you kidding? Forget it.” He got up and walked away.
She spun again. It landed on another soccer snob. “On the cheek, please.”
He gently gave her a slobbering kiss on the cheek, to the crowd’s delight. She made a face and wiped it off with her sleeve.
Luna twirled the bottle again. It landed on Sebastian.
“On the cheek, I know,” he said.
Luna made a deadly stare at Alexander, then gazed at Sebastian. “On the neck, please,” she said coyly.
Sebastian was stunned, and the crowd cheered.
She stood up and flipped back one of her pink Wednesday Addams braids to expose her porcelain flesh.
Luna put her waify arms around Sebastian’s waist.
“We have to stop this,” I said to Alexander. “He’s going to bite her!”
“He better not!” Alexander charged forward, but the cheering crowd grew larger, blocking our path to the gazebo.
Sebastian grinned and began to lean in to Luna.
I squeezed myself in between a pair of petite cheerleaders.
Sebastian smiled, revealing two shiny fangs. Luna’s eyes closed and she leaned back with delight.
“No!” I screamed.
I jumped between Sebastian and Luna, but at the last moment someone pulled me back.
It was Jagger.
“What are you doing?” voices from the crowd yelled at me.
Alexander and I were mortified. Sebastian was smiling, and Luna was holding her neck, grinning.
She removed her hand. Tiny drops of blood trickled down her neck.
Sebastian turned to me and Alexander, his eyes hazy and his fangs red. He wiped his hand over his mouth and pulled Alexander close.
“I think I’m in love,” he declared. “And this time it’s for real.”
Acknowledgments
I’d like to thank Katherine Tegen, Ellen Levine, and Sarah Shumway for their expertise and guidance in my career.
I’d also like to thank my wonderful family, Dad, Mom, Mark, and Ben, my in-laws, Jerry, Hatsy, Hank, Wendy, Emily, and Max, and my best ghoul friends, Linda and Indigo.
About the Author
ELLEN SCHREIBER was an actress and a stand-up comedienne before becoming a writer and moving to her own Dullsville. She is the author of TEENAGE MERMAID, COMEDY GIRL, VAMPIRE KISSES, VAMPIRE KISSES 2: KISSING COFFINS, VAMPIRE KISSES 3: VAMPIREVILLE, VAMPIRE KISSES 4: DANCE WITH A VAMPIRE, VAMPIRE KISSES 5: THE COFFIN CLUB, and VAMPIRE KISSES 6: ROYAL BLOOD. She is also the author of the fully illustrated manga series about Raven and Alexander, VAMPIRE KISSES: BLOOD RELATIVES. You can visit her online at www.ellenschreiber.com.
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Vampire Kisses
An ALA Quick Pick for Reluctant Young Adult Readers
A New York Public Library Book for the Teen Age
“All in all, a good read for those who want a vampire love story without the gore.”
—School Library Journal
“As in her Teenage Mermaid, Schreiber adds some refreshing twists to genre archetypes and modern-day stereotypes.”
—Publishers Weekly
“Horror hooks such as a haunted mansion, a romantic teenage vampire, and a dark heroine who wins against the golden guys make this a title that readers will bite into with Goth gusto.”
—The Bulletin of the Center for Children’s Books
“Schreiber uses a careful balance of humor, irony, pathos, and romance as she develops a plot that introduces the possibility of a real vampire.”
—ALA Booklist
Kissing Coffins
Vampire Kisses 2
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Vampireville
Vampire Kisses 3
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Vampire Kisses 4
“This novel, like the first three, is never short on laughs and shudders. Alexander is as romantic as ever, and Raven is still delightfully earthy. Schreiber again concocts a lively and suspenseful story that ends on a tantalizing cliffhanger. Fans of the series will be anxious to find out whether Raven’s relationship with Alexander will survive.”
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Also by Ellen Schreiber
VAMPIRE KISSES: THE BEGINNING
VAMPIRE KISSES 4: DANCE WITH A VAMPIRE
VAMPIRE KISSES 5: THE COFFIN CLUB
VAMPIRE KISSES 6: ROYAL BLOOD
VAMPIRE KISSES: BLOOD RELATIVES
TEENAGE MERMAID
COMEDY GIRL
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Photo © 2010 by Marzena Janas
Jacket design by Greg Stadnyk
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VAMPIRE KISSES 7: LOVE BITES. Copyright © 2010 by Ellen Schreiber. All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. By payment of the required fees, you have been granted the non-exclusive, non-transferable right to access and read the text of this e-book on-screen. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, down-loaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of HarperCollins e-books.
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