Buried under six feet of dirt. No way out.
And no one is coming to save me.
The man I love despises me for lying to him. I’ve let down my family. My brother is gravely injured. My sister has been captured by her former fiancé and his vampire wife.
I will die alone and terrified in this coffin.
Everything I have sacrificed for will be for nothing. And my unborn child will never be born.
My last hope is that someone will find me before it’s too late. Either someone from the Marrow--the group of vampires that fight for good--or if Jared and Lizzie can somehow find this unmarked grave.
Either way, time is running out. And once I’m gone, there will be no one to stop Adelia Holmes from taking over London with her army of enhanced vampires.
My name is Hazel Harker and these may be my last words.
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I am Hazel Harker. Vampire hunter. Sister. And a liar.
I am also London’s last hope against the killer known as Jack the Ripper.
Chaos reigns in my city following a string of grisly murders, and after growing up in a family of vampire hunters, I know that the Ripper is no common killer. When he claims my sister as his latest victim, I vow to do everything I can before he can hurt the rest of my family. That includes bedding Jared Etheridge, a handsome sailor from America, in an attempt to continue my family’s legacy of vampire hunters.
Too bad I couldn’t protect my heart that night.
Then I realize the Ripper has been hiding in plain sight this whole time. I have to stop him if I want a better future for my family, Jared, and my unborn child. Because if I fail, his new, dangerous vampire creations will spread across the entire world—and no one will be safe.More info →
BABY HARKER NEXT
That’s the warning that was left for me from a grisly murder scene. A promise of what would happen if I fail to stop more abominations from terrorizing London. I thought I knew horror. I thought I knew what to expect from the vampires my family has hunted for generations.
But now, it’s no longer about my own safety. My unborn child is marked as the next victim.
Harlot. Spinster. Vampire Hunter. I’ve been called many things. But I’ve never been called “Mummy” – and that’s what scares me the most.
And when Jared, the sailor I put on a boat bound for New York and the father of my baby, walks through my door – everything else in my fragile world falls apart.More info →