
"Nothing says “I love you” like a stake through the heart.
Niall’s just looking for a quiet life, ever since the botched vampire attack that turned him into a ghoul. He’s even trying to stay off the pleasures of human flesh.
Jamie’s a revenge-driven kid on a vampire killing spree, and he needs Niall’s help to survive. Somehow Niall finds his long-dormant conscience -- and his libido -- waking up. But Jamie’s luck can only last so long.
This is a visceral story of love (or something like it) among the undead."

A Ghoul Like You By J.L. Merrow Niall walks away from the club. Away from the cute kid with the pouty mouth and the curly blond hair. His footsteps echo off graffiti-covered walls. He doesn’t look back. He doesn’t need to. He can smell the kid’s arousal from here, feel the vibrations as he moves. Not walking, more like bouncing, too much energy to be contained in one pair of cut-price Converse. He can hear the kid’s breaths coming hard and fast, and the beat of the boy’s heart throbs in Niall’s chest, too. Jamie, that was his name. Hi-I’m-Jamie-this-is-my-first-time-here. It hasn’t been Niall’s first time at the Pit for many a year, but he’s still got it. Hell, if you go by the number of guys who come on to him, he’s got more of it now than he’s ever had. Come back when you’re legal,
