Miguel's eyes were like emeralds, incredibly green and deep. They mirrored something sweet and almost unbelievable enderness; a kind of enchantment that can entrap you fully. Carmen could hardly believe that he was alive, hidden among the
ruins of the old house that had been with his family; having a remote and mysterious past which his mother, Teresa, had insisted on protecting it. Miguel had saved his grandmother, Francesca, when they fl ed the bloody massacres of the war in Italy; it was
him who saved her and her two sons from utter destitution. It was also him who cursed them. Miguel was the last of the vampires and only the last witches could make his deepest desire: producing an heir capable of perpetuating the species and continuing
their story.
Romance / Fantasia / Terror / Suspense e Mistério