Crimson Tears

Death didn't scare me.

It was part of life, and it was something I'd come to expect.

What I didn't expect was for my impending death to be stalled by being transformed into a vampire.

With sharp, pointy teeth and a hunger for blood, I adapted to my new life.

Befriending three hot vampires with a mission to maintain balance had something to do with it, but the paranormal world was far from perfect.

Especially when I found out that creating new vampires was illegal. Now, I had to prove myself as indispensable to the Order of the Void, or I'd be obliterated from existence.

No one mentioned that being a new-blood came with a looming threat and imminent danger.