Crave

I never anticipated developing a taste for human flesh, but here we are.  It was a balmy spring evening, and I was minding my own business, when in walked Mark. He was charismatic, and something about him called to me, so against my better judgement, I accepted his offer of a drink.Little did I know, one drink would lead to a life I never imagined for myself; the life of a killer.Book one in the D...