The Paramour's Candle

The Paramour's Candle

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In the 13th century a doctor in Siberia fused the blood of a wolf with that of a man and the werewolf was born. In the same year, a South American hematologist was bitten by a vampire bat and within the month had died. Three months later he was cited by villagers feeding on the cattle. After several decades of being terroized by these creatures, Romainia's high council selected seven familes to slay such creatures. These familes had their sons and daughter's trained in combat with the supernatural. Now, in the 15th century females are becoming scarce. Few are born, yet in a small town in Valencia hope is born. growing up with five other brothers she soon becomes ready for her first slay. But what happens when the predator falls for it's prey but isn't loved back? "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned"
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Born between two worlds, despised by those who should love her. Being labeled as "defective", "incomplete", "impure". Suffering repeated and constant persecution. How could she believe in happiness? Her heart had been bombarded by countless insults over the years in her home pack..., but against the setbacks of life, she remained determined to overcome all obstacles and prove that she was not weak but "unique", as her father always claimed. Her Witch blood did not diminish her courage at all... But lately she had been feeling strange... dreaming every night of a man, or rather, of his silhouette. The strength he emanated was terrifying, like a being from the coldest, most soulless underworld... making her doubt her real existence and her own sanity..., but why, even though she felt a terror that paralyzed her body, she couldn't forget the sadness she saw in his eyes? They were begging... for what? Someone? A love? To be rescued? Who was that "God" that lived in the darkness? His face gave her the feeling of recognition, he was not totally strange to her soul..., but at the same time, she was absolutely sure she had never seen him before... her blood warmed and her heart beat faster... What did it all mean? Was it all a result of her longing for her companion who she was told would never come? Or did it really have some other meaning? I had to find out...

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