“After a few brief simple moments, he found her neck, kissing the nape as if it were a peach, grazing her skin barely, causing her to moan out a small tiny little whimper. Before she could take another rbreath, his lips met hers in rapture, and suddenly, she was lost within the tragic abyss of falling beneath a lovebinding spell.” RomanceDarknessBloodKissingVampireKissVampiresRomantic LoveHalloweenBlood MagicAnn Rice Author:Keira D. Skye