Daughter of Darkness
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When I was a little girl, Daddy told me never to fear the dark. “We exist because of the darkness,” he told me. “All of you are daughters of darkness.”
Beloved bestselling author V.C. Andrews’s passion for vampires comes to spellbinding life in a long-awaited novel of dark desires as all-consuming—and forbidden—as in Flowers in the Attic. One night, with the sound of a young man’s scream, high school senior Lorelei discovers that her stern but loving father, who adopted Lorelei and her sisters as infants, is no ordinary man. He has raised his beautiful girls for one purpose: to lure young men into their world of shadows. Like her sisters, Lorelei has been trained in the art of seduction and warned never to fall in love. But when she meets a handsome and charming classmate, she boldly defies her family and follows her heart—even if love is a poison. . . .
Dangerously enticing and deliriously intoxicating, V.C. Andrews’s Daughter of Darkness will leave readers thirsting for more.
our night out as well? “I need to spend more time with you,” Ava said. “Especially after last night.” Marla looked at me enviously. Ava wasn’t up this early talking to her because of her. She was up talking to her because of me. “What happened last night?” she asked. “Never mind,” Ava said. “I’m old enough to know,” Marla moaned. If she was looking to Mrs. Fennel for any help, she might as well look at the wall, I thought. Neither she nor Ava responded. Marla sulked, but when Mrs. Fennel
would beg him to be more forthcoming. He wasn’t there, but I heard Mrs. Fennel in the kitchen and went in to ask her if he was home. “No. He won’t be back until morning,” she said. There was no point in asking her where he had gone or why. She wouldn’t tell me. She would act as if she didn’t hear me. I stood there for a moment, thinking, and then turned to return to my room. But I paused at the bottom of the stairway. I looked up and wondered if I dared. I could hear Mrs. Fennel still in the
and they fit. Still, I hesitated. If he realized I had opened these drawers, I would have no possible excuse. I couldn’t say I had come looking for him to tell him something or bring him something. Anyway, Daddy could look into my eyes and know when I was lying. Why worry about it now? I had come this far, risked this much. There was nothing to do but look. Even if I retreated, he would know I had come this far. If he was going to be angry at me, it might as well be for something worthwhile, I
those inviting lips? Would I ever have her power? It both excited and frightened me to think I would. “I…” “Please. Don’t bother denying it. I can practically hear your dreams through the wall, and I know the reason you’re so flushed sometimes. It comes washing down over you, doesn’t it? You feel like you might drown in your own sex, like your heart might burst because it’s beating so hard and so fast, and all that simply from images, thoughts. You can’t even begin to imagine what the real
from poison. That’s the way I feel right now when I think of Buddy, when I’m with Buddy, Mommy. Then that’s good, Lorelei. Don’t lose it. Where are you, Mommy? Why did you let me go? Did Daddy do the same thing to you that he did to Ava’s mother and the others? Will I ever see you, talk to you? There was no reply. She became simply a photograph again, flat and cold. There was nothing to hug, no cheeks to kiss, no scent of hair to smell, and no lips to feel on my cheeks. Yet I embraced the