My Roommate Is a Vampire

Do not think for one moment that you are replaceable, Cassie Greenberg,” he said. He sounded almost angry. “For you are anything but.

Over the past two weeks I’ve discovered that in this city of millions, you are one of a kind.

When I think about Cassie never returning to me it makes me sad Waking up in the evening isn't exciting anymore now that I know I won't be seeing her face. So you're into her, is what I'm hearing. Absolutely not. I am NOT "into her." I just like her drawings. And her everything. Oh, this is gonna be good.

also need to borrow your little plastic money card thing one last time.

And, yes, okay, he was a vampire. That did present some legitimate challenges. But that didn't change how good he was or the fact that I wanted him more than I'd ever wanted anyone in my life.

Everything I have heard about the internet makes it sound like a cancer upon the modern world. I am not certain I want it.

I don't think there's anything particularly special about me at all." His jaw clenched. "Then please," he began, his voice hoarse and dripping with promise, "please allow me to show you how wrong you are.

But you know now - the only rule in art is to make something you enjoy.

He might be an undead creature of the night - but as undead creatures of the night went, he was a marshmallow.

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If this guy turns out to be the next Jeffrey Dahmer, promise me you’ll avenge my death?

I’ve never met anyone who’s a hopeless case.” His eyes fluttered closed. “You have never met anyone like me, Miss Greenberg.

I would like to hear more about your life, Cassie. I wish to know more about you. I wish… I wish to know everything.

I will never be able to deny you anything you want.

I simply do not understand this modern urge to share every errant thought one has with the entire world the instant it happens.

Who did this to you?

I ... was once known for my straightforward demeanor," he said his voice just above a whisper. "It was an admirable trait among men at the time. I gather that now, one must mince words often in order not to offend.

I sit at my desk at 2 in the morning, desperately trying to remind myself that Miss Greenberg is a lady. A lady whose beauty far surpasses what I noticed when we first met. A lady with lovely curves, delightful freckles dusting the bridge of her nose, and a mouth that will now haunt my dreams--- but a lady nonetheless. It would appear that I must also remind a certain traitorous part of my anatomy--- one that has not responded thusly to a woman in over one hundred years--- of this fact as well.

Frederick - a man who hated texting, and who by all accounts should have been asleep at that hour - replied immeadiately. Like, he’d been sitting there all this time, phone in hand, waiting for me to reach out.

My pots and pans are in the shop. Being repaired.

Of course it went well. Darling Cassie – I never doubted that you would charm them utterly. The way you charm everyone. The way you’ve charmed me.

Some vampires have impressive abilities like turning wine into blood, or being able to fly, or turning back time, he continued ruefully. Unfortunately, all I can do is somewhat involuntarily conjure fruit when I'm nervous

You are not a failure,” he said firmly. “Anyone who made you feel like one will have me to deal with.

Open your eyes, Cassie." His mouth was on mine before I had a chance to comply, the gentle pressure of his lips stealing the breath of my lungs and pushing out any worries I might have had about whether this was a good idea. His hand slid down to my chin, gently tilting it up a little to give him better access. I was so overwhelmed with sensation that I was helpless to do anything but let him kiss me, and to kiss him back. My hands slid up his broad chest of their own volition, the fabric his shirt soft beneath my fingers as I clutched at the ends of his collar with both hands. My touch elicited a quiet moan from the back of his throat that made me dizzy with a spike of searing desire. "We can't do this here," I mumbled against his lips. Mostly because it felt like something I was supposed to say, given that this was Sam's bathroom and an entire apartment full of people was having a party on the other side of the door. But I knew, even as I said the words, that were absolutely going to do this here. It didn't seem like Frederick even heard what I'd said. If he did, he certainly wasn't paying it any mind. His kisses grew bolder, the exquisite pressure of his mouth increasing until I parted my lips for him on a ragged sigh. He tasted like breath mints and the wine he must have pretended to drink earlier this evening. I wanted to lose myself in it--- in the way he slid his tongue along mine, coaxing a whimper from my throat; in his strong arms, as they encircled me and pulled me closer. I could feel his sharp, prominent canines against my tongue as I kissed him, something I'd certainly never noticed before when I'd seen him smile. A thrilling flash of heat shot through me, the visceral reminder of who and what he was startling me for only a moment before I lost myself in the kiss again.

No, “ the women said flatly. “I intend to meet this human girl to whom you’ve taken such a fancy.” Frederick barked a humorless laugh. “Over my dead body.” “That’s easy enough to arrange,

One small step for vampire, one giant leap for vampire kind.

Giles is the hottest man on this show.

Unfortunately, all I can do is somewhat involuntarily conjure fruit when I’m nervous.

For the first time, it occurred to me that it must be incredibly lonely to live forever while everyone around you aged and died. Maybe this is why he kept Reginald around. Having one constant from his past must be a comfort to him - even if said constant was also kind of an ass.

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