. . .Was he doing that on purpose? Sam knew some vampires had the power of hypnosis, but it didn’t feel like she was being put under. She remembered her name and where she was; she just could not avert her gaze from his. Sam noted he must be a really old vampire for his narrow eyes were dark brown. Younger vampires had a strange crimson film covering their irises. The older they got, the less prominent the redness became. Of course, to the trained eye, vampires were always recognizable by the eerie vibe they gave off as much as for their red-glowing eyes when taken by fury. But not this one. The vampire who was coming toward her had the most penetrating chocolate eyes she had seen in a long time.

He wasn’t smiling, but he wasn’t angry, either. He had reached the bottom of the stairs and was now crossing the dance floor. People opened up the way for him like he was royalty. His long strides were definite like those of someone confident about wh. . . Read More