...e rescued. I wanted this torture to go on all night. This time not even the pillow could muffle the scream his touch ignited. My mouth twisted his ... ...h a hint of… springtime freshness? Suddenly Donnie felt just like my spare pillow. I couldn’t dismiss the nagging memory of him being firmer a fe... ...the corded muscles of his neck, I couldn’t deny he definitely tasted like my pillow. Not that I made a habit of biting or licking my pillow, which ... ...meone the wrong impression or worse t he right one. Now if I could get this pillow out of my mouth, I could tell Mr. Ravell to scoot before… Shoot! ... ...y mouth, I could tell Mr. Ravell to scoot before… Shoot! I’d been licking my pillow after all. Apparently, Savannah Marshall just had a very, very n... ...it. My mom had just died. Dad thought it best to put us kids in St. Vlad’s Academy because the life of a Slayer didn’t leave much time for child-re... .... The Sacred Order took care of its own, so she found herself a ward of the Academy. Whatever the reason for our instant friendship, years later w... ... will.” Finally we were on the same page. “What now?” “You go back to your academy, and I’ll arrange for someone to clean this up before someone s... ... what Reggie had told me about the growing Vampire population. Leaving the Academy also gave me time to get my head screwed on straight before I me...