Not Another Vampire Story

Not Another Vampire Story

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Vampires are real. They are living (somewhat) breathing creatures like you and me. The virus has spread for centuries, giving it's victims with an incomprehensible blood-lust, striking fear into the hearts of "mortals". Hunters haven risen up to kill the infected, leaving these creatures of the night in the darkness. But they aren't all evil. Some are just ordinary people who fell victim to a simple disease. They kill and injure merely to keep living. They feel sorrow. They feel love. They feel pain. They just need to keep living. How do I know this? Because I am one. My sister needs me now. And so do others. Hunters are still living on. Being a vampire can be so tiresome. And don't even get me started on werewolves.
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In a world so dark and cruel, there was a piece of light that only a few people could understand. The ones who were screaming every night under the full moon, cause of the huge amount of pain that was taking over their bodies. The ones who needed to protect the only girl who could bring peace into their world. All she had to do... Was scream. ~ One day I woke up, only to find out that there are supenatural species walking around the planet, my town. Supenatural species who had the power to turn into wolves, not only in the full moon, but whenever they wish. But, these were not the people who were after me. The people who wanted me, lived for blood and killing people. They loved drinking blood. And they were so into mine. They wanted to know if I can be trusted... But the real question was: Could I trust them? Book One ~To all the people who dare to dream of strange, magical words. This is for you.~

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