There doesn't seem to be anybody here, he said faintly. An internal strength was keeping her intact. Sit down, he said. Edward must have come up with that as a metaphor of some kind for whatever he saw in Karl, but… Charlotte
Whispered Secrets 12. Karl said nothing, and his silence unnerved her. Without them, his face had a raw, schoolboyish look. Vampire blood burst into her parched mouth, sharp and strange; less satisfying than human blood, yet filling her with a thin, glittering energy.
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