So you think all vampires are the same, they suck blood, make familiars and keep out of the sun?

Well you’re wrong...

The passion for family is what makes life worth living even for vampires and when that’s endangered then beware.

As Sheri fights for the twin sister that was taken from her, against the family she never knew she had; her vampire self is in the hands of a man who was turned and then cured, a man who took her breath away then turned his back on her.

Yes he loved her... once, but his vow to kill all vampires or die in the process kept repeating in her head.

Standing on the roof of a smashed car, swinging her blades at every head that surged toward her, she could see him keeping to his word.

She ached with the loss of his friendship, trust and love but for now she must fight the hoards that were trying to subdue her, trying to take her alive for the self centered, egotistical great grandfather that had been chasing her down. He was ruthless in his pursuit of what he believed was his to control and she hated him.

She wasn’t interested in what he had to offer, she was different. She’d killed more vampires than she’d bitten people and distant family or not that wasn’t going to change any time soon...