Stefanie J. Pristavu

“That’s how Hunter law works. Max was my maker, so his stuff is my stuff.” Daniel smirked. “I’m your maker, so my stuff is your stuff. It’s my obligation to sustain you. Kinda like a parent.”“Eww! Don’t say that!”“The phrase ‘Who’s your daddy?’ suddenly gets a new meaning, no?”“Stop it! Do you want to put me off you for good?” Okay, she shouldn’t have said that. Please, please, please tell me you didn’t hear that.“Why? Are you on me?”

“Dracula!” She said, turning to Daniel.He shook his head. “No, my name is Daniel.”

“I told you this one’s not right in the head. I just show her my killer weapons and all she wants to do is jump my bones.”