Here’s King Max.
Max sat there staring into his glass. He closed his eyes and recalled the feel of her leaning against him when they danced. Love never fades, remaining as vibrant as its first day. No matter what any vampire told him, blood was not enough. Without love, eternity was an endless dark pit. He knew the pit too well.
Now about my contest: I will be giving to one lucky commenter who lives in the USA, a signed print copy of Vampire King of New York. The contest starts here and ends when the End of Summer Bash does. Every time you comment with “I love Max,” along with your name and email, I will enter your name in the hat. Only one comment per post. Contest void where prohibited by law. Good luck, everyone!
Have a great day! Remember the sunscreen!
Susan Hanniford Crowley