“Do you want me to sing to you? I'll sing all night if it will keep the bad dreams away.”

“They call her my singer—because her blood sings for me.”

“Don't worry, Mel. Miracles don't work that way. I'll never lose you. I'll never let you get away from me.”

“It is. If it's too late for me . . . Well, I'll be damned - no pun intended - if I'll let them keep you out, too.”

“Will you be?” I asked, suddenly anxious. “Will you really be here?”“As long as you want me,” he assured me.“I'll always want you,” I warned him. “Forever.”

“I made a concerned effort to focus. There was something I needed to say. The most important thing.I love you," I said, but it sounded like singing. My voice rang and shimmered like a bell.As i love you,"He told me.”

“So this was different. I was amazing now - to them and to myself. It was like I had been born to be a vampire. The idea made me want to laugh, but it also made me want to sing. I had found my true place in the world, the place I fit, the place I shined.”