whizzthewriter
1928. The night the vampires came, Astra lost everything.
Her family. Her village. Her name.
Sold as a powerless, sixteen-year-old witch to Lord Duncan's house, Astra learned one rule to survive: stay quiet, stay invisible, stay alive.
Lord Duncan is silent. His wife, Morgan, is cruel. And Astra is nothing.
Until his son returns.
KlaneHelton is twenty-three, old-blood, and nothing like the monsters in stories. He's calm. He's kind. He said her name.
And kindness from a vampire is the most dangerous thing of all.
Because it's either a trap... or something far worse.
But the Helton family wasn't her only threat there was far more to it. Because ancient blood never dies......
She left, they thought she had died, not knowing she was somewhere else transforming.
"Astra Blackwood is gone, it's Elizabeth Mathane"
She met someone again, someone she trusted more than anyone, someone she loved but they took him away. They took three people away from her, a cult vampire.
But unknown to them they had unleashed a monster in her.