He rides on the wind... And dances in hurricanes...
Dastan doesn't know who he is. He only knows pain and darkness. Locked in a damp basement, anger and resentment are the only things keeping him sane. He longs to escape the clutches of the vampire overlord, but that longing is overshadowed by a feeling ever more potent. Hatred. The hatred for the man who put him here. A man who risked the lives of not only Dastan, but his sisters as well. Alexon Zeno.
There is a flicker of light in Dastan's darkness. A light in the form of Sophie Fifer. They share one thing in common, their hatred for Darius the vampire. Together, they find a way to escape with nothing but the clothes on their back. Now on the run Dastan has only one objective; to kill Alexon Zeno.
But in the strange town of Winchester, nothing is easy. With a thief at their side, can Dastan and Sophie evade the clutches of Darius? And will Dastan get his revenge? Nothing is ever as it seem when it comes to the supernatural, that is one thing Dastan will never forget.