Vera Moreau—a name that lingers like a whispered warning. A hitman, a ghost in the underworld, the kind of presence that makes even the most hardened criminals think twice. She moves with precision, speaks with purpose, and kills without hesitation.

Once, she had something to lose. Once, she had a reason to hold back. Then, she destroyed it with her own hands.

Now, she walks the line between the living and the damned, bound to the monster she created—the thing that used to be her lover. She traded her humanity for a second chance, but what came back wasn’t love. It was hunger. It was madness.

Still, she keeps going. Because stopping would mean facing the truth. And Vera Moreau isn’t ready for that. Not yet.