- Genre:fiction
- Sub-genre:Fantasy / Paranormal
- Language:English
- Series Title:Devana Collective Chronicles
- Series Number:1
- Pages:400
- Paperback ISBN:9798317821395
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Overview
Welcome, Hunters, to the Devana Collective- a secret society of vampire hunters established in 1887 in Kraków, Poland. The Devana Collective is governed by five founding families: Balmont, Gorecki, Khaimov, Radovich, and Siminov. Shadow of Lilith is book one in a planned four-book series, The Devana Collective Chronicles. It is steeped in Slavic lore, as our Hunters are blessed by Devana, goddess of the hunt, wildlife, and the moon. When Piper Gorecki pledges the Blood Rite to initiate into the Collective, the goddess herself sends a sign that Piper is the future of the Collective, naming her as the next Governor. With her Hunting partner, Adam, Piper discovers alarming changes in vampiric activity. Increased death and carnage indicate vampires are succumbing to bloodlust. As Piper investigates, she begins to uncover long-buried Collective secrets. What they don't know is Piper has secrets of her own. Join Piper and Adam on their dark journey to eliminate the local vampire coven and unravel a web of decades of lies. Will they succeed? And at what cost?
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My name is Piper Gorecki, Heir of House Gorecki, Devana blessed and chosen leader of all vampire hunters. This is my hunt. Red. All I see is red. I can't stop seeing it. Every time I close my eyes, it greets me, eager to send me into a spiral of nightmares. Blood sprayed across the cabin's walls, and the revolting squish of gore beneath my boots will forever haunt me. I can still hear the anguished screams of the ones we could not save, the ones whose screams will now and forever go unheard. There's something different with the vampire covens lately. Their bloodlust is growing out of control. My partner, Adam, and I have had far too many close calls with ancient vampires over the last few months, yet the Collective Council of Elders doesn't seem concerned. I don't trust them. They're hiding something from the Hunters, but I am also hiding something from them. The sickly-sweet stench of death and decay clings to me; I've been touched by it too many times. I can't escape it. Death stalks my sleep, and so does he.
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