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Chapters (30)
  1. Title Page
  2. Fall of Night
  3. Epigraph
  4. Contents
  5. INTRODUCTION
  6. CHAPTER ONE
  7. CHAPTER TWO
  8. CHAPTER THREE
  9. SHANE
  10. CHAPTER FOUR
  11. CHAPTER FIVE
  12. SHANE
  13. CHAPTER SIX
  14. CHAPTER SEVEN
  15. SHANE
  16. CHAPTER EIGHT
  17. CHAPTER NINE
  18. SHANE
  19. CHAPTER TEN
  20. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  21. CHAPTER TWELVE
  22. SHANE
  23. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  24. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  25. SHANE
  26. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  27. TRACK LIST
  28. About the Author
  29. Available fromALLISON & BUSBY
  30. Copyright

CHAPTER TEN

CHAPTER ELEVEN

CHAPTER TWELVE

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

TRACK LIST

About the Author

Available from ALLISON & BUSBY

Copyright

INTRODUCTION

Morganville, Texas isn’t like other towns. Oh, it’s small, dusty and ordinary, in most ways, but the thing is, there are these – well, let’s not be shy about it. Vampires. They own the town. They run it. And until recently, they were the unquestioned ruling class.

But now Claire’s taken a sabbatical from the insular little world of Morganville, and a vacation from vampires, to pursue her dream of studying at a prestigious new school. Leaving town seems like a fresh start, but Claire knows by now that trouble follows her wherever she goes.

Talk about a killer programme … she may wish for something as simple as the rules of Morganville.

CHAPTER ONE

The billboard at the edge of the border of Morganville hadn’t changed since Claire had first driven past it on the way into town at the tender age of sixteen. It seemed a lifetime ago, but here was the same old sign, faded and creaking in the dry desert wind. It had a 1950s-era couple (white, of course) next to a finned car as big as a boat, looking into the sunset. WELCOME TO MORGANVILLE. YOU’LL NEVER WANT TO LEAVE.

Yet here she was. Leaving. Actually leaving.

The weight of it felt suddenly unbearable, and the billboard dissolved into impressionistic swirls as tears formed hot in her eyes. She was finding it hard to catch her breath. I don’t have to go, she thought. I can turn around, go home, go back where it’s safe … because as crazy and dangerous as Morganville was, at least she’d learnt how to live in it. How to adapt, and survive, and even thrive. It had become, well, home. Comfortable.

Out there … she wasn’t sure what she’d be any more, out there.

It’s time to find out, the more adult part of her said. You have to see the world before you can give it up to be here. She supposed that was right. Didn’t the Amish send their kids out on rumspringa, to find out what life was like outside and make a real decision on whether or not to stay in their community? So, maybe she was on a kind of vampire rumspringa.