
A vampire walks into a bar.... Eric Unintentionally giving the guy I totally haven’t been stalking for the past three years a spiked drink was an accident, I swear. I mean, how was I supposed to know that ‘The Special’ was a drink vampires ordered to help with… feeding? I’ve dreamed of having Finn in my arms for years, but ever since I was turned into a vampire, I knew it couldn’t happen. Tasting his blood, even just a tiny drop to make sure he was okay, wasn’t supposed to happen either, and especially not like this. But that little taste left me with a bigger problem than just having my unconscious crush in my he’s sick, and I don’t know what to do about it. I can’t just walk up to him and tell him I know he’s sick because I might’ve taken a teeny, tiny sip of his blood, can I? So, leaving a note on his apartment door is the reasonable thing to do, right? Finn My life is stressful enough; I really don’t need medical advice from a creepy stalker, too. I mean, he’s implying he somehow got a blood sample. Like, WTF?! The fact that he’s spot on with the diagnosis—which was taped to my door—is even more disturbing. Hopefully, he’ll back off once I’m better. I need a distraction from everything that’s going on—and Eric is exactly what the doctor ordered. He’s attentive and serious, but his stoic face goes all soft when he looks at me. So maybe I’m ignoring a few red flags on my quest to keep my mind off my stalker. And, okay, while a lot of things with Eric don’t add up and nearly everything points to him being a vampire… that would be ludicrous, right? Bite Me Not is a darkish rom-com featuring an infatuated vampire dutifully watching over his unsuspecting mate and a human who's way too smart, but also too oblivious for his own good. Please not that while this pre-order is set for July, the book will probably release sooner - I am aiming for an April release
Author

Ray Celar lives with her husband, daughter and two cats in Southern Germany. When she was six years old, she proudly declared she’d be an author one day, and that dream never changed. She was declared “most likely to ever publish a book” in her yearbook and only four years after her graduation, this statement and her lifelong dream came true—though she still isn’t sure whether she should send a copy of her books to the teacher who nominated her for that title. If she isn’t chasing after her daughter through the apartment, she’s probably translating books, writing books or procrastinating doing any of those things by watching too many DIY-videos online—she might even be working on one of the DIY-projects she picked up.