Still My Beating Heart

A chapbook.

William’s heart thrums in his chest, a rhythm his mistress abhors. Not dead enough, not cold enough to walk the night at her side, but too bloodthirsty to dwell with men. Redemption pounds in his chest, echoing the beat of his undead heart. He yearns to escape the monster, the vampire he has become, but must he learn instead to discard what remains of the man?