Midlife Vampire Unexpected
When I decided to “start-over” in my mid-40’s, that did not, I repeat, did NOT include being turned by a vampire. It was not my idea of a good time. I mean, it was a good time, but the eternal damnation and never die bit is a little hard to swallow.
My name is Chloe Preston. I came to Cougar Creek as a cop and ‘died in the line of duty’ when I got tangled up with a coven of witches. I’d asked for the transfer. I needed to get away from the lonely grind of my life. But now I’ll never escape this mess.
As if that isn’t bad enough. This coven of witches is real. Like they really have powers and apparently, they’ve been fighting against an evil power that is trying to make its way through the cemetery. And I’m the one who is supposed to help them do that.
Or better yet, do it for them.
Now I must do creepy vampire things to help save not just the coven, but humanity. The only problem I’m having is that I can’t decide between saving humanity and the bartender with the golden eyes who seems likely to whisk me away at any moment.
Being middle-aged has taught me one thing; you must seize the day, the time, and the guy you have.
Because even as a vampire, you never know what the future holds.
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