Don't Talk Back To Your Vampire — Michele Bardsley

Sometimes it's hard to take your own advice -- or pulse.

Ever since a master vampire became possessed and bit bunch of parents, the town of Broken Heart, Oklahoma, has catered to those of us who don't rise until sunset even if that means PTA meetings at midnight.

As for me, Eva LeRoy, town librarian and single mother to a teenage daughter, I'm pretty much used to being "vampified." You can't beat the great side effects: n crow's-feet or cellulite! But books still make my undea heart beat--and, strangely enough, so does Lorcan the Loner. My mama always told me everyone deserve a second chance. Still, it's one thing to deal wit the usual undead hassles: rival vamps, rambunctious kids adjusting to night school, and my daughter's new boyfriend, who's a vampire hunter, for heaven's sake. It quite another to fall for the vampire who killed you...