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 "Funny, poison wasn’t how I envisioned I’d die. I thought for sure it’d be by an old-ass vamp draining my blood, or my bones crushed to powder in a fight—or maybe with a blade stabbed into my heart or other vital organ I couldn’t heal from.

But not poison.

How anticlimactic." 

  "Our kiss veered on feral before he twisted and I was sandwiched between the larger Hunter and the mattress. I grasped and scratched along his back, my mouth moving against his with a passion I’d sat on for weeks."