Chapter 1
Thirst clawed at her throat while her stilettos clicked a steady thrum against the pavement. The hunger for blood had been building within her core for days, and Cybill needed to feed on flesh more than she needed air to breathe. Her warm hazel eyes were rimmed with crimson…it was time.
The loud thumping beat of bass engulfed her as she stepped into the club. Several heads turned to watch the raven-haired beauty slink through the club. Her black wispy dress clung to her every curve. She was definitely dressed to kill. Cybill took a seat at the bar and waited like a black widow spider weaving her deadly web.
Her deep ruby lips pressed against the martini glass as she opened her throat for the potent liquid to slide down into her belly. The strong alcohol filled her, but it did
