in present-day New York. The demons she once battled have made peace
with humans. Or, so they claim. But brawls between demons and humans
are becoming more frequent, and human leaders are disappearing.
personal trauma and once again fight for the souls of mankind. Will
Nadira remain a beacon of light to those fighting for humankind? Or
will she lose her humanity to the darkness within?
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“Curiosity won over prudence, and she glanced to the left. She took in the sight of two men; both dressed for a night out on the town and both very pale. One guy was older, early forties maybe, leaning against the building with his head tilted back, exposing his throat. He had on shiny black shoes, black slacks, and a stylish navy-blue button up shirt that was undone.
She noticed a ring on his finger and an expression on his face that was equally dazed and scared. The other guy was younger, maybe in his mid-twenties like her. He gave Nadira a scornful look, and she blushed in embarrassment at interrupting what seemed like a lovers’ tryst. She looked away.
It was none of her business what two people did at night. So what if it were two guys feeling each other up in a public place. So what if only one of them wore a wedding band. So what if one guy looked scared and the other guy looked aggressive. That slurping sound meant something intimate was going on that she did not need to see. Except . . . their lips weren’t bruised, and both of their pants were zipped up and belted.
Damn it. Of course she would stumble across a possible vampire feeding.”