Nobody ever said the pallid complexion of a corpse was sexy. I don’t look at the dead bodies on CSI and say, “Man, that bitch is dead-sexy.” There’s just something about a dead body that doesn’t turn me on. Call me crazy, but the coldness and lividity of the flesh, the whole rigor mortis thing, oh and the whole “not breathing” thing, just doesn’t send me into fits of sexual frenzy. Looking at this cover, I’d guess the guy is supposed to be a celestial being or something, judging from the lesions sparks that seem to be emanating from his skin. I’m sorry, but he looks more like a living dead to me. He’s way too pale for a vampire human male and his body appears to be made of plaster. That’s just not hot, babe. He looks like he’d have the consistency of latex and plastic. Yuck. As for the woman, the lower half of her face looks like Vanessa Marcil’s at hard fifty. I’m serious. Her lips are kind of wrinkly and she’s wearing some kind of awful “pink frost” lipstick, the kind of shit my grandma used to wear while playing mah-jong. That’s so not hot. They’re also pursed tightly like she’s a librarian glaring at you in disapproval ’cause you’re turning in your book late. Maybe she doesn’t like that her man’s skin is so cold. What’s with her hands looking so rough and veiny? I can almost feel the calluses. I’m just glad I can see neither of their eyes, ’cause I bet hers would reflect pathetic desperation, while his would be… um… well, dead.

Thanks to Annie for this cover.

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