“It sounded like elevator music for the tormented souls on their way to hell” — Beth Fantaskey Copy Share Image
“As you wish, of course." Lucius lowered the volume on an old record player, which spun a warped vinyl disk that wailed unfamiliar music, scratchy and whiny, like cats fighting. Or a coffin with rusty hinges opening and closing over… — Beth Fantaskey Copy Share Image
“Jessica: If we only have daughters? Lucius: If we have only daughters, I will be the happiest vampire alive. For I have come to… — Beth Fantaskey Copy Share Image
“Lucius smiled a little. "You do have a will of your own." The smile faded. "This is not the time to use it.” — Beth Fantaskey Copy Share Image
“Must we vampires always resort to violence so quickly? Could we not just all sit down over a "refreshing Bud Light" and "just chill,"… — Beth Fantaskey Copy Share Image
“You're a wrestler, right, Jake?" Dad asked, passing Jake more saag. My parents were in an Indian food phase. The evening's entree consisted of… — Beth Fantaskey Copy Share Image
“As you know, I have always been curious about our immortality... how it feels to live on and on through time…I need speculate no… — Beth Fantaskey Copy Share Image
“It is strange how love is a source for power––can spur the desire to fight to the death, or to fight back from something… — Beth Fantaskey Copy Share Image
“Why did I sign up for this?' 'Because we grow by challenging ourselves.” — Beth Fantaskey Copy Share Image
“Yes. It's so much better to be stalked by a tall European than an American of average height.” — Beth Fantaskey Copy Share Image
