![]() ![]() ![]() You see, that primal force isn’t just a feeling. Could she have done such a thing? Of course she could.Īnd thus begins Angelina’s life-long battle with Her. ![]() When Angelina wakes the next morning, the man is dead, his throat shredded. It’s as if some primal force had awoken inside her. When one of the men tries to force himself on her, Angelina fights back with near supernatural strength, flinging the man with more power than her skinny arms could ever muster. What none of them know is that Angelina isn’t just any young woman. Of course, they never intended to feed her, and Angelina soon finds herself trapped with the two creeps far off the road near a secluded lake. After a bit of wary banter, the men invite Angelina to join them for supper, and against her better judgement, she says yes. But what starts as an On the Road-style hitchhike turns sour when she meets two degenerate hillbillies out in the woods. And yet, after reading Elizabeth Engstrom’s Black Ambrosia (available from Valancourt Books), I’m still fairly certain that she wasn’t born a vampire, but became a vampire.Īfter the death of her mother, fifteen-year-old Angelina sets out on her own to explore the world and find her place in it. She didn’t wander through a cemetery at night or succumb to the hypnotic song of an undead siren. She didn’t wake up to find a bat hanging in the shadowed corner of her room. Angelina Watson wasn’t bitten by a vampire. ![]()
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