My world used to turn in circles, happy little circles. I had a brother, I had my own fashion company. I did what I loved every single day. I might have been a vampire for almost 500 years. Now my brother is dust, I am on my own. I have limited cash, and Vampire Hunters are chasing me down and killing those that help me in their wake. That is until I meet a man, a vampire, someone who had deceived the hunters before. But him protecting me just makes them realize that he isn't really dead, and now he is on their hit-list. The sad part... he leaves me to fend for myself. The really sad part is, I deserve it.