In Dunraven Road, Dylan wanted to tear the world down - now he only wants to find his place in it.
Once, the vampire Dylan had feared nothing and no one.
His thirst was rarely quenched. He revelled in the wild-eyed chase through midnight streets, in the thrill of capture and the bird's wing flutter of quickened hearts pressed against his chest as he swept aside hair and clothing, searching for that tender, magical spot where the blood pumped strongest, where the vein that carried it strained hardest against the surface of the skin.
But life, however full of joy, inevitably changes...
His thirst was rarely quenched. He revelled in the wild-eyed chase through midnight streets, in the thrill of capture and the bird's wing flutter of quickened hearts pressed against his chest as he swept aside hair and clothing, searching for that tender, magical spot where the blood pumped strongest, where the vein that carried it strained hardest against the surface of the skin.
But life, however full of joy, inevitably changes...
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