Never Bite a Boy on the First Date

Never Bite a Boy on the First Date
Tamara Summers

If you think all vampires are brooding, angst and hair gel, this murder mystery, high school romantic comedy will make you think again…Newly-turned vampire Kira has earned a reputation for breaking rules. So when a student is murdered at her high school, all fingers point to Kira.In order to prove her innocence she has to show them that there's another vampire in town. She's pretty sure it's one of three new guys who've moved in recently.Dating three cute boys may be fun, but which one is the murdering vampire? And what if he's the boy she's falling for…?

Never Bite A Boy On The First Date

Tamara Summers

HarperCollins Children’s Books

Table of Contents

Cover Page (#uf02f1084-330b-5bec-81a9-57ea2f4b0f27)

Title Page (#u3715dce5-636f-5af0-a6da-dd1f82059c5b)

Prologue (#u637acbba-7a6c-5e7b-a0bb-7bf7a8d4f76a)

Chapter One (#u1a662454-9057-5656-8afe-765bfd4a1a2b)

Chapter Two (#u3979de5e-1063-5e4c-897d-a7585fd79bc5)

Chapter Three (#u7ec5d5d3-488b-53a7-9a3d-8497952139e3)

Chapter Four (#u1fa4a1df-587d-5780-b8ef-fdd8304c0dcd)

Chapter Five (#ueafb49a1-7d00-59dc-869e-0cd4832607cf)

Chapter Six (#u0e76537e-7614-5eaf-ad00-279b5b4a7205)

Chapter Seven (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Eight (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Nine (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Ten (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Eleven (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Twelve (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Thirteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Fourteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Fifteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Sixteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Seventeen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Eighteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Nineteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Twenty (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Twenty-one (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Twenty-two (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Twenty-three (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Twenty-four (#litres_trial_promo)

Copyright (#litres_trial_promo)

About the Publisher (#litres_trial_promo)

Prologue (#ulink_a108fdc8-64fe-5a50-9a3b-c081606971f1)

If you were dying…

If you were sixteen and dying…

If your blood was spilling out of you, calling to them, the creatures of the night, and you knew you were dying…

If you saw their pale faces and the gleam of sharp teeth in the moonlight, and you felt your blood spilling warmly over your hands, and you knew beyond any doubt that you were dying…

Wouldn’t you say yes?

Yes, turn me.

Yes, I want to live.

Yes…make me one of you.

Chapter One (#ulink_5093ed6f-ccd5-559f-b6fa-4fb2b96d8341)

THERE’S A MURDERER in my school. And this time it isn’t me, so I’m kind of ticked off.

The body was lying on the front steps of Luna High School, upside down. His blood was running all the way down the steps to the ground, like a red carpet laid out to welcome us inside. He was wearing a red-and-gold Luna Tigers football jersey and a startled expression. I guess being thrown out of a third-storey window would surprise me too. The broken windowpanes creaked ominously up above, and shattered glass sparkled in the blood around him, reflecting the morning sunlight.

We could smell the blood the minute we pulled into the parking lot. I heard Zach’s stomach growl – which, if you ask me, is a totally inappropriate reaction. And also ridiculous since he’d had, like, two gallons of blood for breakfast already.

At the bottom of the steps, a couple of policemen were speaking into their walkie-talkies and trying to fend off all the curious teenagers who were early for school. Mostly that included the swim team and kids whose parents have to get to work early. And students like me and Zach, who prefer to be indoors before the sun is too high in the sky.

Don’t worry, we’re not going to burst into flames or anything. That’s a myth. Go back and read Dracula, and you’ll see – the sun just drains his powers; it doesn’t kill him. Not that I’m saying Bram Stoker was an expert or anything, but he’s kind of right about that part. So I don’t die in a ball of fire the moment I step outside, which is a plus. But the bad news is that too much direct sunlight gives me a wicked headache, and then I have to lie in a dark room for a while to recover. It’s kind of like having a mild sun allergy. It gets worse for older vampires, who have less tolerance. We also cover ourselves in this crazy herbal sunscreen, which helps a little bit, although I think it makes me smell like basil.