Well, well, well. Tickle my Elmo ass silly. I was sitting across from a person who enjoyed talking to dead people, and if they wouldn’t talk, then by God, he’d just wake their corpses up instead. Next to him was a moody, chain-smoking vampire who just might be bipolar and smoked like a corncob pipe.
J.A. Saare, Dead, Undead, or Somewhere in Between
contemporary, ghosts, kick-butt, necromancy, romance, vampires