I had no plans to ever write about vampires. I was writing a western, in which these creatures were swooping from the sky, attacking, and,
Chapter Thirty-Two Talessia grabbed a cup of coffee at the little service station two miles up the road from the motel and buttoned
Chapter Twenty-Two The music pounded at a decibel level deemed to be appropriate for inducing audio stupor. A person’s equilibrium seemed to collapse when mixed
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