“Welcome to the wonderful world of jealousy, he thought. For the price of admission, you get a splitting headache, a nearly irresistable urge to commit murder, and an inferiority complex. Yippee.”
“I’m going to talk to her.” “And how’s that going to go? You’re just going to walk up to her and say, ‘Hey, I know you’ve never seen me before, but I’m your dad. Oh, and guess what? You’ve won the evolutionary lottery: You’re a vampire. Let’s go to Disneyland!”
“Some bridges you crossed on your own, no matter who drove you to the edge”
“You don’t know this yet. But you are Mine.”
“Man, he wasn’t going to need a stress test anytime soon. If his heart could get through a kiss from her, he could probably run a marathon. While dragging a car behind him. Sideways to the road.”
“I want that,” he said fiercely. “What?” “For you to be around.” Her breath caught. A tenuous hope took fire in her chest. “Really?” He closed his glowing eyes and shook his head. “Yeah. It’s fucking stupid. It’s crazy. It’s dangerous.” “So it’ll fit right into your life script.” He laughed and looked down at her. “Yeah, pretty much.”
“I always root for the monster.”
“Humans are threatened by anything different, and their response is to fight. They’re bullies, picking on the weak, cowering from the strong.”
“Don’t trust me. Don’t like me. I could give a shit. But don’t you ever lie to me.”
In the shadows of the night in Caldwell, New York, there’s a deadly turf war going on between vampires and their slayers. There exists a secret band of brothers like no other-six vampire warriors, defenders of their race. Yet none of them relishes killing more than Wrath, the leader of The Black Dagger Brotherhood.
The only purebred vampire left on earth, Wrath has a score to settle with the slayers who murdered his parents centuries ago. But, when one of his most trusted fighters is killed-leaving his half-breed daughter unaware of his existence or her fate-Wrath must usher her into the world of the undead-a world of sensuality beyond her wildest dreams.