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Resilience runs through Ballister's veins. Not even being turned into the creature he swore to hunt down will stop him from finding a way to endure. He's determined to make this new vampiric existence work.
There's just one problem. One bizarre flaw in his plan that answers to the name of Ambrosius Goldenloin.
How irritating.
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“Any last words?”
“Yes, in fact…" The corners of his lips quirk up, daringly, that small smile a challenge. "I haven’t been able to ask in a while, for the obvious reasons of course, but-”
“No.” The dagger breaks skin, tiny pinpricks of blood welling atop his neck. “Shut up. Shut up.”
“Just grant me this one question. Would you, Boldheart, do me the honor of-”
“Stop,” the vampire hisses, disbelief evident in his widened eyes.
“Let me take you-”
“You can’t be serious.”
“Dead serious,” his hunter replies, humor dancing across his face.
“You’re not funny.”
“Then why haven’t you killed me yet?”
“It’s been a boring year,” Ballister grits out, “You’re the only entertaining thing around here.”