I’m not a hero.
I know. I know. All the heroes say that, right? Denying how awesome you are is what makes you a superhero. Batman does it, Superman does it. Everyone who’s really a hero, says they’re not a hero.
But, for this one instance, forget all that, and believe me.
I’m not a hero.
But, for the last year, I’ve been walking a mile in one’s shoes. Not just any hero. The greatest female superhero of all time, in my humble opinion. I guess that’s why I’m writing this. Not because Nightwing suggested it- apparently every hero writes their own Year One story, even Batman- but because when this story does come to light (hopefully after I’m long gone), people will understand just how impossible it is to fill her shoes.
I don’t think anyone should try.
This is a confession of a person with a disorder called borderline personality disorder.For those of you who have no idea what it is then maybe you should give it a try.If you have issues of your own then maybe this might not be the best for you.I'm trying something different with this book and I hope you all enjoy.Nobody under 16 please.
The Law Keeper for the Venia bloodline, Marise doesn’t want to return home but duty dictates that she must investigate the attempt on her lord’s life by another vampire.
When she sets eyes on her lord, Marise realises that she might have been called for another reason and that the attack on her lord might not have been by a vampire after all. Her only source of information is a guard who was mortally wounded during the attack, a guard who turns out to be the man who broke her heart fifty years ago.
The sight of Jascha so close to death triggers a battle in Marise’s heart that will see her struggle to turn her back on him and her family again, and maintain her sense of duty. Is fifty years enough to forgive the one you love for breaking your heart? Will Marise finally confess to everything she’s held inside and kept hidden from him? And can Jascha convince Marise to listen to what he has to say and make her love him again?
I’m not a hero.
I know. I know. All the heroes say that, right? Denying how awesome you are is what makes you a superhero. Batman does it, Superman does it. Everyone who’s really a hero, says they’re not a hero.
But, for this one instance, forget all that, and believe me.
I’m not a hero.
But, for the last year, I’ve been walking a mile in one’s shoes. Not just any hero. The greatest female superhero of all time, in my humble opinion. I guess that’s why I’m writing this. Not because Nightwing suggested it- apparently every hero writes their own Year One story, even Batman- but because when this story does come to light (hopefully after I’m long gone), people will understand just how impossible it is to fill her shoes.
I don’t think anyone should try.
This is a confession of a person with a disorder called borderline personality disorder.For those of you who have no idea what it is then maybe you should give it a try.If you have issues of your own then maybe this might not be the best for you.I'm trying something different with this book and I hope you all enjoy.Nobody under 16 please.
The Law Keeper for the Venia bloodline, Marise doesn’t want to return home but duty dictates that she must investigate the attempt on her lord’s life by another vampire.
When she sets eyes on her lord, Marise realises that she might have been called for another reason and that the attack on her lord might not have been by a vampire after all. Her only source of information is a guard who was mortally wounded during the attack, a guard who turns out to be the man who broke her heart fifty years ago.
The sight of Jascha so close to death triggers a battle in Marise’s heart that will see her struggle to turn her back on him and her family again, and maintain her sense of duty. Is fifty years enough to forgive the one you love for breaking your heart? Will Marise finally confess to everything she’s held inside and kept hidden from him? And can Jascha convince Marise to listen to what he has to say and make her love him again?