Edge of the Blade

Not all wars are fought on the battlefield....<p> <i>I'm going to enjoy this he whispered. The nails raked harder drawing blood in lines. The knife slid free from the sheath and I gripped it tightly in my hand bracing for the kill.<p> I breathed along his mouth So am I.<p> Confusion chased away the cocky grin on his face and was replaced by anger. He was used to his victims begging and pleading for their lives and I had spoiled the fun for him. Victims were not supposed to be cooperative or compliant but I wasn't a victim. I had been one centuries ago and once was enough.</i><p>Katrina Armentani has lived and breathedrevenge for the past three-hundred and twenty-eight years. Turned into a monster in the literal and figurative sense after the brutal murder of her family she is driven by the desire to avenge their deaths and protect others from suffering a similar fate.<p>Katrina invariably finds herself torn betweenthe age-old conflicts of good and evil and what it means to be human but after a series of uncanny events sees her life turned upsidedown Katrina inches ever closer to regainingher lost humanity.