AIBookCraft Crimson Debt Eternal Night

Previously

…Issac. I can feel it. Like a bad smell in the wind.” He was right, of course. Lady Victoria Demetria. The name itself was a venomous whisper in the back of my mind. She was the architect of our damnation, the ancient vampire who had twisted our lives into this nightmare. Her pursuit was relentless, her methods cruel. She didn’t just hunt; she toyed with her prey, savoring their fear before the final, inevitable end. “She wants us to break,” I said, my gaze sweeping the darkened alley. “She wants us to succumb to our hunger, to become the monsters she wants us to be. That’s why we can’t. We have to hold on. We have to find another way.”