Everyone calls me Pathos. I guess it’s because I’ve been through a lot of suffering. I am a red head who lost her family when she was six. I wasn’t there at the time I was outside playing, I saw a strange man leave my house. He looked me straight in the eyes, his eyes were pitch black and I saw my reflection in them as he walked by. I will never forget his eyes. Then he smiled at me and whispered into my ear “Thou shall covet me forever.” Till this day I have killed every vampire I have ever come across and I wait for the day I meet the man who ruined my childhood, my dreams, and my life.

Now when anyone asks why people call me suffering I say it’s because that’s what I’ll bring to any vampire that gets in my way. I have never truly loved anyone since my parents were killed. I have no patience for men, they bore me. It may sound strange to all you romance writers but it never happens. At least not to me or anyone I know. I believe in three things vampires are soul less animals, it is my duty to kill every one of them, and to show no mercy doing it. I trust only my silver gun and knife that I keep on me or near me at all times.