SYNOPSIS: on her 18th birthday, leah bennett wanted cake and music.instead, she got fangs, red eyes and a blood that can save the world .the city is falling.vampires and ferals are everywhere, turning humans into vampire and feral.Her brother Michael, S.W.A.T captain , was bitten and is dying.But on the same night, leah discovers she is not human.she is the legendary cure blood- half-vampire and half -human born once every 100 years.Her blood can cure vampires and kill the vampire king Marcus.Now, Marcus has awaken after 100 years of sleep.He wants her blood.His army wants her dead.leah must learn to fight, to control her new powers, and to kill before she is killed .She was a bookworm.Now she's a killer.Will she become the monster she hates , or the hero the city needs?Vampire/Action/Romance/Strong female lead/Urban fantasy. CHAPTER 1: THE CITY ATTACK the city was quiet and peaceful.it was the kind of afternoon people would later remember and wish they could return to.cars honked softly in traffic. street vendors called out to customers. children laughed as they left for school.people were busy doing one thing or the other, living their normal, small lives , completely unaware that death was already hiding among them.Then it broke loose.From alleyways, from abandoned buildings, from sewers beneath their feet , they came. Vampires.Dozens of them.Their eyes were red, their fangs sharp, their skin pale like they had never seen the sun.A woman screamed first .Then another.Then the whole street erupted."VAMPIRES"people dropped everything and ran.Bags, phones, shoes littered the road as everyone pushed and shoved , trying to escape. The vampires moved faster.They grabbed people , sank their teeth into necks, and within seconds, those people started to convulse and turn.in less than five minutes, the peaceful city had become a war zone.SIRENS.Two black S.W.A.T vans screeched to a halt at the intersection. The doors flew open.Soldiers jumped down , fully armed , wearing tactical vests and helmets, carrying silver-loaded rifles. They were the city's last hope- the Special Vampire Response Unit.And leading them was Captain Michael Bennett.At 25, Michael was the youngest captain in the unit's history. He was tall, broad-shouldered, with cold, focused eyes that had seen too much blood for his age.He scanned the chaos quickly and shouted."Move in twos! shoot on sight and don't get bitten by those bloodsuckers""Yes sir"his men shouted in unison.The gunfired started. Bang! Bang! Bang!. Silver bullets tore through the Vampires, but they were too many. For every one they killed , two more appeared from the shadows.Michael moved like a machine. He shot one vampire in the head, kicked another away , pulled a civilian woman out of harm's way.But then he saw it.His men were falling. not dead - worse.Turned.Private Johnson was on the ground, a vampire biting his neck. His eyes rolled back, then snapped open, now completely red. He stood up and lunged at his own teammate."oh God, we are outnumbered"Michael whispered.They were losing.He ran to his second in command, Sergeant Eric Cole, who was firing non-stop."Eric!"Michael grabbed his shoulder."Get everyone to retreat! don't leave anyone behind!"Eric's face was covered in sweat and blood."Sir, if we retreat now, the city-""That's an order! We regroup and come back stronger! I won't lose my entire unit here today!""Yes sir!"Eric shouted and ran towards the nearest soldiers, his voice breaking through the gunfire and screaming."RETREAT! RETREAT!! RETREAT!!! GET TO THE VAN NOW!".The order rippled through the unit.The remaining soldiers -about ten out of twenty _ started backing away, still shooting , dragging their wounded friends towards the two vans.Michael stayed behind.He stood in the middle of the street, alone, his rifle hot in his hands, buying them time. He shot one vampire, then another. A third jumped on his back and he slammed it into the wall."COME ON! LET'S GO CAPTAIN"Eric yelled from the van door.The engines were already running .His men were inside , calling for him.Michael turned to run.And that's when he saw him.On the cold pavement near the alley , lying helpless , was a man in tore shirt, bleeding from his forehead , too shocked to move.And over him stood a feral vampire, mouth open , ready to bite."CHRISTIAN!!! WATCH OUT!"It was Christian Miller.His best friend since childhood.Time slowed down. Michael didn't think about the retreat order.He didn't think about the van waiting.He didn't think about his own life.He just ran.He sprinted faster than he ever had, crossed ten feet in a second , with all his strength, he pushed Christian out of the way.Christian rolled to safety.The Vampire sank his fangs deep into Michael's arm instead.A sharp, burning pain shot through Michael's body.it felt like fire and ice at once like venom spreading through his vein.He screamed, raised his gun and shot the vampire and fainted.