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  /’I can't sleep nights even now. I rather close my eyes for few a minutes during the day; because the nights I got to stay vigil. But my sleep is something so far away, as well as other human needs, which only sometimes I do long for…’/

  THE END OF THE FIRST BOOK

  Coming The Next Book

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  And all of a sudden, the face I so hard tried to forget, the image I was so afraid to remember… Dane’s face appears clearly in my mind. The memories of him that I tried very hard to arbor came up to the surface in all their powers. Indeed, it's a pity. It is only now that I realize that, in a way, I had hoped that I would see him at least once until I die. I hoped that I will kiss his lips at least once, until I close my eyes forever. I have hoped that... we should be able to....

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  “Look,” Dom sighed,” that lowlife vampire drank enough of you, either to kill you, or to turn you into that nothing that he was.”

  /’So this is what that creature was!’/ I figure this out myself. The thought of that creature makes me drool, like when I’m hungry and I have to face a savory dish. But my mouth is filled with so much water, that it begins to run my lips apart, without my control.

  “What is happening to me?” I cry, splashing the air around me with abundant saliva.

  After a few moments of burial silence, Kyrya tells me.

  “I'm sorry, Patricia, so sorry, but we had no choice. We could not sit and watch you die or how you turn into something worse than if you died. So...”

  “So?” I urge her to continue, already foreseeing what was to follow.

  “So we had to make you one of us.” she said.”A huntress.”

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  When I get closer to him, he does not make any move to further resist. He is on his knees. One can hardly imagine a higher satisfaction than the one that I feel right now, when I see him on his knees at my feet, pleading, and begging for mercy. Mercy I don't have. I stitch my claws through both his temples and I twist his head in one single movement, as suddenly as I moved up until now. I have already eaten a vampire’s heart. It is enough. My hunger is relieved for now. Not the thirst to destroy these creatures. Not my hate against them. The other heart, I'll take to Nikos. And the vampire’s head. I twist his head a little higher, pulling it upwards. Then, I suddenly jerk it, and I remain with his head in my hands. He had not even had the chance to close his eyes.

  The rest of his body falls slowly to the floor. Then, it turns, as the other two, into ashes. I take his heart in one hand, and his head in another. I open one of the windows of the toilet, and I look down. It's about 20 meters distance. I make a jump.

  I get lost in the darkness of the night, carrying with me trophies…

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