Tuala looks like you and me—human, that is—but something is not right. Trapped on earth, an offspring of a union of human and fae, Tuala has gossamer wings on her back masquerading as tattoos. When she gets hangry, she turns into something other than her sweet seductive svelte self. She needs to be sated so she can earn her earthly upkeep as a sex worker in sweltering Kuala Lumpur. She must imbibe humans—whole, body and soul, all the blood and juices. Vampiric, when she feels like it, she will bestow some of her faerie attributes into humans.

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