Three Cathallars they were, those who were led into the cold mountain fortress, bound in cold, heavy chains pulsating with bluish magic, over a corridor of cold marble, to a throne artfully hewn...

Vampire fighting against her curse. Member of the mysterious Black Rose Coven.

The broken nose, black eye and deep scratches along her cheek did nothing to diminish the expression of pride and self-righteousness in her face. The cup of tea before her was untouched. The...