Born In Twilight by Maggie Shayne EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Maggie Shayne
- Language: English
- Genre: Vampire Thrillers
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I am damned. I am damned. I am damned.
Those words were the only ones I could utter as I stumbled through the
city streets that first night of my new life. My hair in tangles, my clothes
torn and dirty. Passersby looked at me and then quickly looked away, their
eyes flashing with alarm—or was it contempt?—as their steps altered to
give me a wide berth. Almost as if they knew.
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I’d been on the right path. Or I thought I had. Perhaps I’d been a bit too
confident in my righteousness. Pride goeth before a fall, after all. But surely
the sin of pride didn’t warrant this severe a retribution. Surely it hadn’t been
the hand of God that brought me this low.
No. No, God had nothing to do with it. Nor Satan himself, but a
monster. A creature far more hideous than even Lucifer in all his evil glory
could ever be.
For thirteen years I’d been as pure and as holy as I envisioned the very
angels to be. From the darkest night of my life—the night my mother had
left me at the altar at St. Christopher’s, promising she’d come back for me
soon—I had done only good. Though I’d barely been old enough to know
good from bad then, a nine-year-old child abandoned by her mother learns
quickly enough. If I were only good enough, perhaps she would come back
for me.
She hadn’t. But it had only served to convince me that I hadn’t been
good enough. It only served to make me strive to be better.
The sisters had raised me well, taught me all they knew of the ways of
truth and righteousness for His name’s sake. And I hadn’t left them when
I’d come of age, but instead, had clung to the refuge I’d found among them.
My final vows would have been spoken a week from that horrible night.
Just one more week. And I wondered, for just a moment, if I’d have been
safe from the monster had I taken the veil sooner. Would my devotion have
protected me then?
“I am damned,” I muttered again, this time sinking to the steps of a
beautiful cathedral. I didn’t gaze up at the spires, or wonder at the beauty of
the stained-glass windows. I couldn’t. When I looked at the colors, my
monstrous eyes refused to linger on the heavenly blues and greens and
golds. They focused instead on the bits of scarlet-colored glass, and on
those alone. And a hunger stirred from the very depths of my soul. A sinful
hunger, one I could not—would not—assuage.
I’d gone out alone that wintry night, despite the sisters’ dire
warnings….
My soft-soled shoes made squeaking sounds as I raced down the steep
wooden stairs from my cell. I was in a hurry to be off. It was snowing
outside! The first snow of the winter, and how I loved it. I’d been pacing
my chamber, unable to concentrate on my studies, or much of anything else
for that matter.
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