This was probably the worst day of his twenty-three years of existence.

 

Why is that when the Samhain is nearing, more bloody occurrences are unexpectedly happening? Was this a coincidence?

 

No. He once heard from a World War II veteran way back in England that nothing in this world is a coincidence. Everything happens for a reason.

 

And who the hell is the Blood Mistress? Is she a woman? Or a man hiding beneath the cloak of a woman? Either way, this person is wholly lunatic and psychotic.

 

‘I will mercilessly skin that bitch alive if ever I found out who she is!’

 

He was still staring at Henriz’ mangled...