Cameron Bowen { The Bloodline Prophecy}

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ned with towering shelves of worn books, the scent of parchment and aged ink mingling with the faint hum of concealed security systems. Artifacts, some delicate and ancient, others dangerous-lo

anning them with a mixture of expectati

uded the confidence of someone who had spent a lifetime uncovering secrets no one was supposed to find. Her fingers

his long coat drifting behi

r voice crisp, "he

om the fight, from the impossible speed and violence he had just witnessed, from the k

further into the room. "I don

raping it over the back of a chair before leaning against the desk. His eyes, ancie

aid. "You are the last of the Bowen Bloodline. A hyb

s laugh. "You're insane," he said, shaking his head. "Hybrid? Vampires

manuscript closer to him.

bol etched into it something old, something that tugged at something buried deep within him. The shape was

cestors. Your entire lineage was wiped from history because they feared what you are. The

ashed against each other, trying to fi

e an entire syndicate has been hunting my fami

"Yes. And they won't s

nce settled

reaming at him to reject everything, to call them crazy, to leave and pret

r what h

had moved, the inhuman

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r laugh. "Fight what, exactly? I don't know what the hell I'm doing! I didn't even believe in

hoice," Sandra said

be hunted, to be some last-of-my-kind bullshit! I just..." His voice caught. His

in the air, r

hange, but something in his

voice quieter now. "You think I haven't live

jaw clenched. "I don'

truth," Apol

one's saying this is fair. No one's saying you have to like it. But the fact remains: the moment Darius laid eyes

was uneven. His puls

anted to walk out the d

e cou

r how much he tried to suppress

no?" he asked,

didn't waver.

ll into sil

his thoughts a storm. He had never bee

guy trying to keep his head abov

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as someth

anted to or not,

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sible through the windows. The streets of Divination City stretch out below, neon l

umbling rooftop, a silho

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rin stretching across his face. He has no need to

soon learn the tr

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either

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