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There is a legend of a brokenhearted woman who haunts the remains of the once luxurious Casino Agua Caliente. “They say she her name is Maria, and she is still searching for her one true love, that he left her and he never returned.” A red tear came from Xavier’s eye. He turned and wiped it away before Felipe could see it. “Her name was Andrea, not Maria." "What?" "Felipe, I have come a long way. Believe it or not, there is some truth to the ghost story you have just told me."

"What is so different about this Formal?" For one, there are 50 contestants. For another, Conrad is a contestant. "No Timur, Not Conrad." Alexander, if there is one thing I have always said, it is that if someone wants to take their own life, that is their decision. Not just their decision but their right.

What you are about to listen to is a journey into darkness, an awakening. I originally wrote each book separately, because I wrote them as they were experienced. I know that may be hard to understand, because this is a work of fiction, right? Well, although this is a work of fiction, my own personal path lead me to research more and more on the subject of mortal vampyrism. And this lead me to awaken to new facts, new peoples, and a whole new world.

First, I am hunted by a deranged lunatic. Somehow he thinks I will be a suitable companion for him. He thinks we are compatible because he likes to kill people? No. I was different. I know now that I had a need for blood.

Who is watching me? I know he is a tall, dark man. I feel his presence. I even see him at times. Why is he watching me, and what does he know? I feel we will meet soon. He can't keep watching. I know he will let himself be known. If he knows what I have done, I will have to deal with him, as well.

What am I? I mean, I know what a vampire is. A vampire drinks blood. But a vampire is immortal. I certainly am not immortal. Am I just a killer? Am I a serial murderer? That can't be. I crave the blood. And sometimes, I even need the blood. So, what does this make me? I didn’t ask for the craving, but it is there.