What's on the back:
When vampire heiress Lilith Todd decides she wants a modeling career, she won't let her father stop her - even if he does threaten to cut off her credit cards.
Lilith's rival, Cally Monture, is in a different kind of hot water. Her boyfriend, Peter, is a vampire hunter - a sexy, sensitive soul mate who just happens to be sworn to destroy her entire race.
With the Rauhnacht Grand Ball fast approaching, both girls need the same things: a handsome escort and a dress to die for. But in a sea of shifting and dangerous loyalties, there's no telling who will betray them next.
A piece of the book:
As Cally entered the lobby of her apartment building, she spotted Mr. Dithers, the chairman of the condo association, emptying his trash into the incinerator chute. She walked as fast as she could toward the elevator, praying it was sitting on the lobby level for once instead of hanging around on the seventh floor. She punched the call button and, to her relief, the doors parted instantly.
"Miss Monture -! A moment, please?"
Cally turned to find Mr. Dithers standing at her elbow, his Coke-bottle glasses making his over-magnified eyes appear to be hovering in front of his face.
"We've been getting complaints from the tenants on either side of your unit - and those on the floors above and below as well, to be frank - about the noise from your home entertainment center. I've already sent two warning notices to your mother. . . ."
"I realize that, Mr. Dithers," Cally said apologetically. "I'm really sorry. I'll talk to my mother about keeping it down -"
"It's not that I have anything against you personally, Cally. I know you try the best you can, but the noise ordinances are built into the covenants of the condo board. If this continues, we'll have no choice but to fine your mother two hundred dollars for each new complaint."
"There's no need to get drastic," Cally assured him. "I'll take care of the situation, I promise."
"I certainly hope so, Miss Monture."
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