My name is Deirdre
Griffin. When you've led a vampire's existence for as long as I have --
attempting to satiate an unquenchable thirst while hostile beings seek your
destruction -- you're grateful for a place to call home. Manhattan was
my home, and home to those like myself in the Cadre until a group of Immortals
known as the Others targeted us for extinction.
It has been three
years since my lover Mitch and I fled New York, but the Others have been relentless
in their pursuit. With very little money or patience left, we've opened
shop in the seaside town of Whitby with The Black Rose -- a pub ripe for tourist
dollars -- and tourist blood.
I know this is
only a temporary respite...as the Others close in yet again, our situation grows
more desperate. But there may be a way out. Mitch believes a human
mother and her mute child are the key to thwarting our enemies. I can
see he is drawn to the pair, and I intend to uncover the reason for Mitch's
strange attraction. In what could be our final hours, my instincts may
be the only thing that can save us. Whatever the outcome, I'm not going
down without a fight...the bloodier the better.
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