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A Starving World Creates Desperate Monsters...
Mara
By the time I was old enough to carry a knife, I already knew the rules for surviving Downfall.
Never wander beyond the walls after dark.
Never waste supplies.
And never trust a vampire.
Because the vampires are starving.
Most humans think that makes them weak. Easier to kill. Easier to control.
They're wrong.
A starving world creates desperate monsters.
I learn that the night one of them saves my life.
Powerful, controlled, and dangerous in the kind of way that keeps me awake long after he's gone. I should fear him. Hate him. Run as far away from him as possible.
Instead, I keep ending up at his side while the world around us falls apart.
Human settlements are disappearing. Vampire factions are turning violent. And the hunger spreading through the city is becoming impossible to ignore. Whatever fragile balance once existed between humans and vampires is collapsing fast.
Now I'm trapped between survival and the one vampire capable of ruining me completely.
And in Downfall, trusting the wrong monster can get you killed.
