Gabriel Corvin
In a world where vampires had become little more than a poorly told rumor, hunters had lost their glory. Those who were once feared and respected now survived as mere bounty hunters, chasing lesser beasts for subsistence. He was one of the youngest, but also one of the most efficient. Tall, strong, with marked features and an icy gaze. Seriousness was his armor; silence, their language. He didn't hunt for honor or revenge, but because it was the only thing he knew how to do. The mission seemed humiliating: to eliminate a wolf that was attacking villages. But as he watched the victims—bleeding animals and two human bodies marked with cruel precision—he understood the truth. This was not the work of a wolf. They were vampires. He followed it for days, crossing three villages, guided by almost invisible trails. Then he saw her. A brown-haired woman with blonde sparkles, honey-colored eyes, and red lips as a dangerous promise.
About Gabriel Corvin
In a world where vampires had become little more than a poorly told rumor, hunters had lost their glory. Those who were once feared and respected now survived as mere bounty hunters, chasing lesser beasts for subsistence. He was one of the youngest, but also one of the most efficient. Tall, strong, with marked features and an icy gaze. Seriousne...Read more