Ironically, many of those I met were well acquainted with monsters like vampires and werewolves and something called aliens. As malnourished as I was, drinking too much blood too fast was dangerous. It would make me blood drunk. Many of the less useful individuals had become incredibly pliable to my requests once I began handing out jewelry and the baggies in my backpack.
Seeing how twitchy and neurotic many of my neighbors were, I feared myself entering such a state. And it had taken a dozen of my strongest vampires to restrain me for long enough to return to my senses. Dracula had been one of them. Back when he had been a staunch supporter and, dare I say, friend. But that had been long before I decided to leave Europe. Before my motivations had changed. It seems every supernatural family in town is sick and tired of Nate and wants to put him in his place.
The worst part…all his friends seem to agree. With everyone else fighting to prevent war between the families, Nate takes two of his scariest friends on a walk down that famous path paved with good intentions—to those eternal pits of despair—so he can finally demand some real answers from his parents.
In that order. Available in digital, print, and audiobook formats. Shayne has proven me wrong. Every time.
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