Soon… I started writing Mayfly ages ago, as a break from my fantasy series. It was fun to explore a different world entirely. And by

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Soon… I started writing Mayfly ages ago, as a break from my fantasy series. It was fun to explore a different world entirely. And by
She drove south, feeling the car eager to go faster. She wanted nothing more than to step on the gas, and open the car up
The porch roof sparkled. She climbed out. Her boots—second hand and their treads worn—skidded on the glass. Before she could catch her balance momentum took
Her hands cupped Marianne’s face. She couldn’t drag her gaze away from those strange, dark eyes.Her skin is really that smooth.Marianne fought for breath. The
Marianne is about to find out there’s more going on in her backwater town than she ever imaged. The world is a vampire…