Rozelyn found out she is a vampire when she turned eighteen. To make matters worse, her stepmom is secretly a vampire as well and Cyrill, her stepmom's adoptive son, is a werewolf behind the shadows.
	As she live the life of being a vampire, several people had come for her—including the infamous Blood Mistress, a witch who hunts vampires and werewolves.
	Rozelyn become more fascinated with the vampire life, especially when she found out that sex plays a huge role in a vampire's everyday living and it acts like blood: once they tasted it, they will crave for it even more.
	Will Rozelyn be able to voice out her secret love to Cyrill without risking the familial relationship they have built for years? Or will she watch her loved ones perish due to her identity as the most powerful vampire to ever live?
	Amidst all these, only one thing is certain: Blood is thicker than water—either literally or figuratively.

The Blood Rose Lady

 Romaine’s face could not be painted. That black-clothed person just snatched her stepdaughter from her sight. Now, Rozelyn’s already lying on the cemented floor outside the building of the art gallery. 


 Romaine Eastwood-Zadzisai can no longer count how many times Rozelyn fainted this month—the month of October. 


 Samhain was fast approaching, and the incidents that happened to their family was fast increasing; perhaps even more. 


Without wasting another minute, she grabbed her phone from her clutch bag and phoned the only male in their family—Cyrill Emerson Clarke. 


 She could hear the noise of two people having a tango in the other line. Was Cyrill excavating another narrow cave again? That adoptive son of hers always wants to discover hidden and untouched caves ever since he was in his teens. It seems that it had been a habit of his up until now. 


The Thirty-Third Chapter