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A Taste For The Nightlife In 1912, Emily Hawkes is 19 years old and thirsting for freedom and excitement. She goes to great lengths and elaborately schemes to escape her wealthy, domineering, insane father and the marriage he has arranged for her. Her father’s taste in men and her taste in men differ—a lot. She manages to escape but she knows her father will never stop h A Taste For The Nightlife In 1912, Emily Hawkes is 19 years old and thirsting for freedom and excitement. She goes to great lengths and elaborately schemes to escape her wealthy, domineering, insane father and the marriage he has arranged for her. Her father’s taste in men and her taste in men differ—a lot. She manages to escape but she knows her father will never stop hunting her until he is dead. One night she finds herself alone and lost on a deserted, foggy street in London. Thoughts of lurking murderers torment her as she struggles to find her way through a thick, night fog that wraps around her like gauze. The thought of vampires does not enter her mind but she will soon cross paths with one . . . and her father’s hunt for her will end forever. Excerpts: She held her breath. Footsteps. Heart-stopping footsteps. No. Please, God, no. Please don't let it be him. She whimpered. Her feet seemed nailed to the street. These footsteps did not clip the cobblestone like hers did. They were heavy, deliberate steps that didn't seem to care if she heard them. Run, she silently screamed but her legs did not move. Run! Her legs felt like strands of overcooked spaghetti. They're getting closer. She swallowed a hard dry swallow that stung her throat. Run, her brain shrieked. Suddenly her legs bolted. The footsteps behind her did not lag, though. They sped up and overtook hers. Someone clutched her back and hauled her to a halt. Brutally strong arms wrapped around her. She grunted and flailed about but she could not escape the vice-like grip. Just then a rat scurried nearby. An irresistible urge to catch it and eat it-raw-overtook her. So that's what she did. When she was finished with it she examined the mangled, emaciated carcass and marveled at what she had done. I just sucked the blood out of a dirty, filthy rat.


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A Taste For The Nightlife In 1912, Emily Hawkes is 19 years old and thirsting for freedom and excitement. She goes to great lengths and elaborately schemes to escape her wealthy, domineering, insane father and the marriage he has arranged for her. Her father’s taste in men and her taste in men differ—a lot. She manages to escape but she knows her father will never stop h A Taste For The Nightlife In 1912, Emily Hawkes is 19 years old and thirsting for freedom and excitement. She goes to great lengths and elaborately schemes to escape her wealthy, domineering, insane father and the marriage he has arranged for her. Her father’s taste in men and her taste in men differ—a lot. She manages to escape but she knows her father will never stop hunting her until he is dead. One night she finds herself alone and lost on a deserted, foggy street in London. Thoughts of lurking murderers torment her as she struggles to find her way through a thick, night fog that wraps around her like gauze. The thought of vampires does not enter her mind but she will soon cross paths with one . . . and her father’s hunt for her will end forever. Excerpts: She held her breath. Footsteps. Heart-stopping footsteps. No. Please, God, no. Please don't let it be him. She whimpered. Her feet seemed nailed to the street. These footsteps did not clip the cobblestone like hers did. They were heavy, deliberate steps that didn't seem to care if she heard them. Run, she silently screamed but her legs did not move. Run! Her legs felt like strands of overcooked spaghetti. They're getting closer. She swallowed a hard dry swallow that stung her throat. Run, her brain shrieked. Suddenly her legs bolted. The footsteps behind her did not lag, though. They sped up and overtook hers. Someone clutched her back and hauled her to a halt. Brutally strong arms wrapped around her. She grunted and flailed about but she could not escape the vice-like grip. Just then a rat scurried nearby. An irresistible urge to catch it and eat it-raw-overtook her. So that's what she did. When she was finished with it she examined the mangled, emaciated carcass and marveled at what she had done. I just sucked the blood out of a dirty, filthy rat.

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