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Ongoing, First published Aug 19, 2013
❝Hot breath fans across my neck, sending waves of disgust through me. A tongue darts out and feels my pulse, and the next thing I know, he's biting into my neck.

I thrash around as hard as I can, but it's no use. I can feel myself getting drowsy, almost as though my life is draining away with every slurp this man takes. My blows become weaker, and then I'm not hitting him at all. I'm only held up by his hold on my neck, as I can feel my consciousness fading away. 

I'm too young to die, I think to myself. 

The very last thing I see is the vividly red shade of his eyes.❞ 

✿	✿ 	✿ 	✿ 	✿ 	✿ 	✿ 

Haven Myers miraculously manages to survive the worst night of her life. However, she wakes up the next morning to find herself paler than she's ever been in her life, healing extraordinarily fast, and craving a certain red substance...

Forced to accept the fact that she's a creature of the night, Haven becomes hell-bent on destroying the man responsible. After fleeing her hometown of New Orleans, she quickly stumbles upon enemies she never knew existed and into a life she never asked for.

The one thing she knows as fact? Being a vampire sucks. Literally.

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Vampire #501 [8/13/14]
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