By Heather Brewer
11th grade at Bathory excessive is draining Vladimir Tod. Joss, a qualified vampire slayer and Vlad’s former good friend, has moved again to city. The strong vampire Dorian has an overpowering wish to drink Vlad’s blood. And his arch enemy, D’Ablo, has introduced Vlad’s Uncle Otis to trial for crimes opposed to vampires. a lot for relationship. while the tables activate Vlad, he has simply enough time to come back to Bathory for his ultimate good-byes . . .
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And he was still mourning it, still grieving over the loss of a very good friend. Not to mention the reason Joss was returning. He didn’t need to hear it from Joss’s lips. The note he’d left on Vlad’s locker before he skipped town freshman year had said it all: Friendship over. And if it really was over, then Vlad was going to have to formulate a plan pretty quickly on how to face Joss the slayer, rather than Joss the friend. He sat up, gripping the coin tightly, and watched the door for Otis’s return.
Otis met his eyes momentarily before engaging Nelly in some inane conversation that Vlad completely tuned out of. After several minutes of their chatter, Nelly cleared her throat, eliciting his attention. “You seem distracted tonight, Vladimir. ” Plenty of stuff, Vlad thought. Otis raised an eyebrow, but didn’t speak. Vlad flashed him a look. ” Vlad turned his outward attention back to his aunt, balancing the two conversations—verbal and telepathic—with ease. “Nothing’s going on. ” Otis took another bite of steak, chewing thoughtfully.
Otis’s voice buzzed pleasantly in his brain. “It’s so good to see you smile. ” Vlad slowed his steps some, thinking, then he spoke to Otis with his mind. ” Otis took on a hopeful tone. ” They crossed the street, and Vlad cleared his throat. “The house looks nice. ” Otis raised his eyes to the house. The siding was a pale yellow—a warm tone compared to the gray that it had been. “Nelly picked it. ” An image flashed in Vlad’s mind, an unexpected memory from years ago. His mom in a flowered skirt, a pale yellow sweater tied about her shoulders.