“Leah sank to the floor, trembling. The dagger—it was his, she was sure of it. She remembered it even after all these years. The bluish tint of the metal, the ebony of the hilt and intricate silver design. He was back. Jeron was back.”
“She wanted to die. She wanted it all to end. In the back of her mind, Elizabeth knew what was happening but somehow, it didn't matter. Nothing did. She was succumbing to the Vampire's Kiss.