Page 45 of Blood Lust

I saw it in her eyes the last time she came in. Like the shadows were finally speaking to her. Like the hunger wasn’t just inside her anymore; it was becoming her.

I don’t know when we’ll speak again. Or if we ever will.

But I know this...

The next time she reaches out, I’ll be there.

Where I’ve always been.

Watching her.

Listening to her.

Waiting for her.

From the Journal of Aaron Parker

(a.k.a. Fang950)

I didn’t plan to get involved.

She was just a username. A voice in the void.

But you don’t forget someone like her.

Not when she’s waking up to what she is.

Not when you’re the only one who understands what that means.

The next time we meet, it won’t be online.

And it won’t be safe.

If you want to know what happens when Samantha Moon stops hiding from herself…

You’ll find out inMoon Dance.

That’s where the real story begins.

The End