Heartbeats had a pesky way of complicating items.They more often than not was included with the nasty side-effect of humanity and lastly . loss of life. Since Thorne arrived to my life, I’d been plagued with both.

Heartbeats and mankind. Both these things were going to become the death of me. One way or another. And the death of everybody I understood and cherished, a list growing much longer with every beat of my recently repaired-and irritating-heart.

That pesky humanity was nearly as toxic as the utmost debilitating illness about Eternity’s Awakening upon this hunk of rock and roll, killing more individuals than any vampire could. Love.

And there I was, mounted on a slayer who I couldn’t end up being undead without. Close friends who I was becoming increasingly attached to. All things-people-he would eliminate from me. After that he’d take me too.

But if it came to that, I’d yank out my conquering center and crush it in my hands before he could touch me. It had been lost in any case. If he gained, my eternity would arrive to a finish. As it occurred, so would the globe.

That only meant I couldn’t lose.

Contains mature themes.