The tale of the Blackwell brothers and the one woman they both had been
waiting 115 years for.

The very meaning of the word memoir is a report or record of important
events based on the writer’s personal observations, special knowledge and
etc.

This is an account of unbelievable events that have happened to me.

Events that have embedded themselves in my memory, pierced my heart and have
seared my very soul . . . Drastically altering my life forever.

His name was David Blackwell. He wasn’t a Prince nor a Count, but he was a
good and noble being nonetheless. He was considered the Vampire Saint among
a small, relatively new and unknown Order of vampires called The Unwilling.

This is our story.

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