Night of the Crimson Snow

*Book I of the Nyctophilia Chronicles* (Revamping)

There's blood, blood everywhere. Pure snow tainted by the crimson that covered the ground on that freezing winter night. A young woman, roughly fifteen, with fire engine red locks covered in this thick crimson. A twisted smile on her face as if she enjoyed the evil deed she had committed. Bodies of the royal family and royal court lie motionless in the refined snow. They're dead, every last one of them, dead. Another female with long raven hair, older than the other, stood over the bodies of the King and Queen. She was traumatized, angered and confused as to why this had happened. That night was unadulterated manslaughter. A night that could only be remembered as "Night of the Crimson Snow".

When Vorena slaughters her family in order to gain the throne of the realm of creatures also known as the Vampire's Domain, she leaves her elder sister Sephiria alive to watch the blood shed. Sephiria however manages to escapes, thanks to her Knight Dimitri, into the realm of humans. Three human years after the escape Vorena, once again, finds her elder sister and takes her back to the realm of creatures. This time Vorena , with the help from Julius, destroys all but two, one which she didn't know about, gateways connecting the two worlds. All to ensure Dimitri didn't interfere, with Sephiria's disappearance Dimitri searches the human world for a century and meets the childish vampire Azura on his journey in search for his lost Princess. What more can possibly go wrong?

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