I hate vampires….every single one of them.
Life has become like hell for me. Every day is a struggle to survive and I know just who to blame for this mess, the vampires. Those blood sucking creatures who made me addicted to their venom and then left me to rot. So when one of them pushes back into my life and nearly destroys it, once again, I should be doing everything possible to kill him.
I know that’s what I should do. So what does it mean that I am so drawn to those that I hate? What does it mean that I can’t stay away?
*The reader should note this is book 2 of 3. The happy ending comes with book 3. You have been warned.*