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Prologue
The midnight predator sleeps, cold and still. Even in death, his frozen flames can never be sated. Warmth brings a hint of blood to the marble features. Stone begins to melt under the pliant caress of a woman. The predator stirs. The flames are reborn. The screams of young women echo distantly among the shades of past lives.
The Dreamer watches...
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|Prologue| |Chapter 1| |Chapter 2| |Chapter 3| |Chapter 4| |Chapter 5| |Chapter 6| |Chapter 7| |Chapter 8| |Chapter 9| |Chapter 10| |Chapter 11| |Chapter 12| |Chapter 13| |Chapter 14| |Chapter 15| |Chapter 16| |Chapter 17| |Chapter 18| |Chapter 19| |Epilogue| |