The Huntress
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Without hesitating, I turned and threw my silver knife with all my strength into the air. Time slowed down, in that moment, as it flew through the air, the blade glinting in the moonlight. It flew straight, and pierced his heart as he fell to his knees, begging with his eyes for me to stop. But I couldn't. Something inside of me had taken control. I had truly become The Huntress, as I killed the one I loved.
When Jade's parents are killed in a vampire attack that was no accident, she has no choice but to look after her younger sisters. And if she had to kill every vamp on Earth to keep them safe from harm, then so be it. But what would happen if fate had other plans for Jade and her sisters? What would happen if they met their mates, and came face to face with their biggest threat yet..?
This is something Jade cannot run from, and she knows it.
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