MY KISS CAN KILL.
I used to be ordinary Samantha Day, but thatâs changed. Now, after one dark kiss from a dangerous boy, I can steal someoneâs soul...or their life. If I give in to the constant hunger inside me, I hurt anyone I kiss. If I donât...I hurt myself.
Bishop is the one whose kiss I crave most, but if I kiss him, Iâll kill him. Then thereâs another boy, one I canât hurt. One whose kiss seems to miraculously quell my hunger. Theyâre both part of a team of angels and demons thatâs joined forces in my city to fight a mysterious rising darkness, an evil that threatens everyone I know and love. I just wonder if Iâll be able to help Bishopâor if Iâm just another part of the darkness heâs sworn to destroy....
âWhy are you here, Samantha?â His deep voice, edged with displeasure, came from right behind me.
I clutched the railing tighter and squeezed my eyes shut, trying not to breathe at all, but that was kind of impossible. Even soulless, voracious monsters like me needed oxygen.
When I inhaled this time, his familiar scentâwarm, spicy and totally devastatingâslid over me.
Finally I forced myself to face him and my breath caught.
Iâd almost forgotten how effortlessly he affected me.
Bishopâs dark brows were drawn tightly over intense cobalt-blue eyes. He towered over meâa full foot taller than my short five-two. Broad shoulders. Sinewy muscle rippled down his arms
under his long-sleeved black T-shirt, which was drawn tight across his chest. His mahogany-colored hair was messy tonight. I had a sudden urge to slide my fingers through it to push it off his forehead. I fisted my hands at my sides to keep from automatically reaching toward him.
The angel had had that effect on me from the first moment I met him. Uncontrollable. Compulsive. Irresistible.
Praise for Dark Kiss:
âMore, please! Gorgeous angels, suspense and romance...this book has everything I love. I was pulled in from the very first sentence.â
âRichelle Mead, New York Times bestselling author of the Vampire Academy series
âAwesome story line, awesome characters...I highly recommend Dark Kiss as a must read.â
âI Heart YA Books
âA must read for all you angel/demon lovers out there... An outstanding start to this fab new series.â
âThe Book Hookup
âFantastic writing style, a sweet romance and...original and intriguing angel/demon lore.â
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Chapter 1
Crave used to be a prime hangout for dangerous monsters, but tonight I seemed to be the only one here.
A week ago, I lost my best friend in the whole world in this very club. Literally lost her, in a swirling black vortex that opened up and swallowed her whole, and took her...somewhere else. Somewhere horrible.
I didnât know how yet, or when, but I clung to that small yet resilient hope that had taken firm root inside of me: I would find her.
Carly had loved this all-ages nightclub and came here every weekend like clockwork, dancing till the place closed down. If I shut my eyes I could still see her on the dance floor, the one place she could forget her problems and let the music become her entire world.
Damn, I missed her.
But I had to come back tonight. I couldnât wait any longer.
There was somebody I had to find who used to hang out here a lot. Somebody Iâd been searching the city for. Somebody whoâd stolen something from me that I needed back before it was too late.
I had no real idea when âtoo lateâ was going to be. But I had a sick, gnawing feeling in the pit of my stomach that we were getting really close.
âYou look way too serious, Sam,â Kelly said lightly from across the booth. âAnd youâre not even listening to anything weâre saying.â
âSorry,â I began, my head still in a fog. I forced a smile to my lips and looked at Kelly and Sabrinaâboth blond and perky cheerleader types. I wasnât blond, nor was I particularly perky or cheerful. But they were both good friends of mine, anyway.
Well, maybe good friends was pushing it. We usually ate lunch at the same table and we had gym class together. I think they liked me. That totally counted.
After their invite earlier today, Iâd decided to join them here for a âgirlsâ night out.â At least, thatâs what they thought it was. For me, it was an excuse to be here on the off chance I might find the boy whoâd literally stolen my soul.
âYeah,â Sabrina agreed. âLike, earth to Samantha. Whatâs up with you?â
âNothing. Iâm just a bit distracted tonight.â
Understatement, table for one.
Kelly took a sip of her Diet Coke and eyed the remains of the nachos that sat on the table between us. There wasnât much left, thanks to meâjust a bit of cheesy sludge and a couple soggy tortilla chips. A single jalapeño pepper remained, lying there mournfully after the battle its friends had lost.