PAST DAWN : A VtM Story

PAST DAWN : A VtM Story

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Undeath isn't easy when most want you dead. After the worst night of her life Elena finds herself thrown into a new world without a soul to guide her, the very existence of hers taken as an affront against the established order. Without people to trust and many that wish to use her, life is running on a fine razors edge. Always in the balance, she must engage on a tightrope journey to find out more about the perilous bloodline thrust upon her and how she may carve out her own place within the perilous vampiric society of Los Angeles, for the night holds many a mystery, danger, foes and allies around its dark corners in this world in which her kind was never meant to be...
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