Prologue

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Four different people in this world ruin things for us. Friends, families, strangers, and friends again. When we finally find the one we love and care about but they are different from our kind, the council and our parents don't accept them because to us, they meant danger. Hi, I'm Inez, Inez Sivan and this is my story. I'm a Dhampir: half-human, half-vampire. I won't call myself that instead, I'd use the word bloodsucker. For centuries now, The Sivan family has been chased by hunters from place to place and now that the people don't believe vampires exist anymore, we used that opportunity to come to New York City for a perfect and normal life. Just like normal people. You've all probably read from books or watched movies stating "Vampires do not walk under the sun" because they are allergic to them. Well, my family's different. We are day lighters. We are the good suckers and they call our type: The Sanguinarians. When I was five, dad told me a story about how bloodsuckers were split into three types: The Sanguinarians who feed on a small amount of blood and they use a syringe or a lancet to feed. The psychic bloodsuckers feed by sipping life energy through a tentacle that's attached to auras and there is also the Hybrids who feeds on all kind of blood but they preferred vampire meat. If they eat human or animal flesh then their eyes turn gold__If they drink human or animal blood their eyes turn red__If they eat Vampire's flesh then their eyes glow blue. Please don't forget to vote and comment. Thank you.
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