Vampire Wars: Small Bites

By Tom Doganoglu

A prequel to the Vampire Wars series introducing Evilyn Strogovanna and the other vampires, shifters, and wraiths that fight the eternal blood war.

My name is Evilyn Strogovanna.
I am a vampire.
I am an Ender.
I have spent my entire unlife fighting the eternal war between vampires, shifters, and wraiths. A stalemate that would never end. As an Ender, my purpose was to hunt and kill shifters and wraiths, wherever I would find them.

But then one day I found her. A little girl, barely nine years old. She had the bloodlines of both shifter and wraith in her. An abomination. It was my duty to destroy her, without another thought. Only I bit her first, and she bit me. And that, unfortunately, changed everything.

Now we are both abominations. The first of our kind. The blood of vampires, shifters, and wraiths flows through our veins.

We are hunted.
We are hunters.
We are the new world.
Fear us.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tom Doganoglu
• Release date: Nov 30, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005650612

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Vampire Wars

Book 0:

Small Bites

By

Tom Doganoglu

Copyright 2021

All rights reserved

Evilyn Strogovanna smashed through the window of the small diner. Shards of glass flew everywhere as she freakishly rolled to her feet, posture straight and perfect. Everyone in the diner stopped what they were doing and stared at her, mouths hung open in disbelief. Evilyn had jet black hair, tied up tight in a ponytail and spilling down her back. She was pale, which was to be expected from a vampire, and quite beautiful and determined looking.

Would anyone who is not a shifter, please kindly make your way to the nearest exit and vacate the premise immediately, she told them, pausing to brush off a shard of glass from her shoulder.

No one moved. They continued to look at her in bewilderment while she took turns staring them down. The diner sat just off the nearby highway, and several trucks were parked alongside it. But there wasn’t much else nearby that would notice what was about to transpire.

A very large trucker got up from his seat and started walking toward her. Lady, I don’t know who you think you are, but you picked the wrong diner to visit this night. The trucker walked up to her and towered over her.

Forgive me, I didn’t introduce myself. Evilyn Strogovanna, daughter of Vadim Strogovanna, I’m here on Ender business.

There was a small gasp from across the room, so at least one of the people in the diner knew what she was talking about. The rest could have been innocent, but she doubted it. This lair has been targeted for Ending. So, as I said, anyone who is not a shifter should promptly leave the establishment while they still can.

Look, I don’t know what the hell you are talking about. But there’s only one of you, and quite a lot of us.

Seven, Evilyn told him.

What?

There’s seven of you. Three at that table, the cook in the kitchen, the waitress standing with her mouth open, you, and the person trying to circle around behind me. The person trying to circle around behind her stopped and waited, at a respectful distance. Evilyn winked at him.

Fine, there’s seven of us, the large trucker continued.

It won’t be enough.

Excuse me?

Even if you are all shifters. Seven to one won’t be enough. Especially since I’m an Ender. I spend my entire existence hunting your kind, learning the quickest and most painful ways to incapacitate and kill you. And I’m very good at what I do. I’ve probably killed more shifters than you’ve met.

The trucker stopped for a moment and regarded her. Evilyn simply smiled up at him. You’re crazy, the trucker concluded.

Dedicated. I prefer the word dedicated. While it’s true that many of my peers feel I don’t have a life, pun intended, I like to think of myself as committed to the cause.

The only cause you’re going to get here is a beat down. I should let you know that I’m not afraid to hit a lady.

Evilyn smiled at him again, relishing the challenge. Good, neither am I.

That really pissed off the trucker, and his friends, who quickly stood up from the table. He brought his hand back and punched Evilyn full in the face. She dropped to her knees and held her nose in pain as it gushed blood.

The trucker turned around to laugh with his friends, proud of himself for punching a woman less than half his size. He turned back and grabbed Evilyn by the hair, forcing her head up to see him. Evilyn winced in pain. The trucker snorted, enjoying himself, accidentally allowing his large canines to show. Evilyn saw them, and smiled through her blood.

There it is, she said. Evilyn batted his hand aside and stood up. She grabbed the trucker by the throat, pulled back her hand, and punched him in the face so hard that his nose completely caved into his face with a loud crack. He screamed as he turned around to his friends, giving them a horrified look at his new, flat face.

The man who had tried to sneak up on Evilyn now charged her, trying to tackle her to the ground. Evilyn sidestepped the attack and kicked him in the face so hard that his