My entire life I've been bound by loyalty - first to my family and then to my country - arrogantly confident in my decisions and instincts.
Finding my wife engaged to another man obliterates the foundation of everything I've ever held true. Our divorce pushes me down a spiral of doubts and second guesses I nearly pay for with my life.
My life’s a cage. I was free for however many hours I'd lain in my blanket on a bench in a park, even though I have no memories of that. No one remembers their first day of life.
Then… then I was rescued. Taken to a hospital. Given a name that was never mine. And the foster care swallowed me whole and spat me out eighteen years later.
Alina Comsa is Transylvanian, and her little vampire soul now lives in the UK with her partner, dodging like a pro her turn to do the dishes—and that pesky little star called the Sun. She dabbles in quality assurance by day, writing and reading by night, and lives with little to no sleep.
In high school Alina was voted most likely to... become a lawyer. What a letdown, right? She aced those creative writing tests, though, worry not. Because she's an overachiever, she was also voted most likely to become a journalist. So far, high school votes have been zero out of two.
Eternally exhausted, she believes that "life was meant for reading" and coffees. Loads, and loads of coffee.
She loves everything romance, but has a slight obsession with shifters. They'll win her heart every single time.
Alina Comsa is Transylvanian, and her little vampire soul now lives in the UK with her partner, dodging like a pro her turn to do the dishes—and that pesky little star called the Sun. She dabbles in quality assurance by day, writing and reading by night, and lives with little to no sleep.
In high school Alina was voted most likely to... become a lawyer. What a letdown, right? She aced those creative writing tests, though, worry not. Because...
