There's more than meets the eye 'round here
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  • Reads 290
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  • Parts 27
  • Time 1h 48m
Ongoing, First published Aug 25, 2019
Christina is an anything but ordinary girl. Badass vampire hunter by day, Zombie raising animator by night. But when the monsters come knocking, asking for her help....how can she say no?


I do not own Avenged Sevenfold or anything relating to them. But I do own the OC. Some of my inspiration for this story is drawn from the Anita Blake: Vampire Hunter series by Laurell K. Hamilton (check them out, they're awesome), but a lot of the plot is original.

Also I originally started writing this in the Summer of 2014 on avengedsevenfoldfanfiction (but all the logins are banjaxed and im sick of constantly having to make new profiles) hence why Arin is present. I don't feel brooks would fit the character as well as Arin does.
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