Not all wars are fought on the battlefield.... "I'm going to enjoy this," he whispered. The nails raked harder, drawing blood in lines. The knife slid free from the sheath and I gripped it tightly in my hand, bracing for the kill.
I breathed along his mouth, "So am I."
Confusion chased away the cocky grin on his face and was replaced by anger. He was used to his victims begging and pleading for their lives, and I had spoiled the fun for him. Victims were not supposed to be cooperative or compliant, but I wasn't a victim. I had been one centuries ago, and once was enough.
Katrina Armentani has lived and breathed revenge for the past three-hundred and twenty-eight years. Turned into a monster in the literal and figurative sense after the brutal murder of her family, she is driven by the desire to avenge their deaths and protect others from suffering a similar fate.
Katrina invariably finds herself torn between the age-old conflicts of good and evil and what it means to be human, but after a series of uncanny events sees her life turned upside down, Katrina inches ever closer to regaining her lost humanity.
