MAXINE dropped her suitcase on the floor next to her feet and folded her arms across her chest. A family vacation to Vamp Land was the last thing she wanted to do. She’d rather spend the whole summer in Europe with her “Cecil”…King Cecil…in his palace, where they would snack on blood-filled pastries, play vampire hide-and-seek on the vast royal grounds—which she always won, and Vampopoly—which she won 99% of the time.
Cecil was not only her savior from the evil, former king, Baltac, and his heinous girlfriend witch, but he was also her true friend. When you’re a lonely, sixteen-year-old homeschooled vampire/mortal hybrid, a true friend meant everything.
In two short years, her growth had exploded from a drooling baby to a teenager. At this rate, she’d surpass her mother and father, and checkout way before they did.
That was what she thought, anyway, but who really knew since she was the only hybrid in vampire history…or so everyone believed. It was a curse to be special.
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