Meu anjo noturno.
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Last published Wed, Sep 19, 2018
Tabata Coldlaire fica intrigada ao descobrir que três assassinatos bem característicos ocorreram no centro da cidade durante a madrugada, ainda mais depois que seu vizinho assustado alega ter visto alguém parado frente a sua casa. A partir daí, um jovem misterioso que alega ser um vampiro se apresenta, e com o confuso consentimento de seu pai e madrasta, deixa claro que a jovem deve acompanha-lo para um lugar seguro, mas tudo deve ser feito com cuidado, pois outros estão a espreita. Ele, é apaixonado por ela desde sempre. Ela, o acha lindamente amedrontador. Talvez os personagens do passado erraram... Tabata Coldleire é assim uma ameaça.
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