Life is weird. One day, youre in the garden, tending your tulips and growing your flower farm business, and the next, your doctor is handing you a prescription for synthetic blood and signing you up for vampire support groups.
Hi, Im Piper Edwards, and Im pre-vampiric. Here are a few things I didnt know a month ago:
The cute guy who visits my flower stall at the farmers market every week is a vampire. And hes not so cute. Hes a stalker.
Vampires have a lot of food options. If you dont like prescription synthetic blood, there are subscription services that will deliver exotic animal blood to your doorstep every week. Organic, free-range, wild-caught—the options are endless.
The government requires all infected individuals to be assigned to a conservator. Mostly, they hang around to help their pre-vamps learn the ropes and navigate their new diet. But if youre a really lucky pre-vamp, your conservator will be a wicked-hot, recently demoted hunter who will hold your hand at doctors appointments and track down your stalker, bodyguard style.
In case youre not sure, I got lucky. My conservators name is Noah, and this is our story
