No one is born a vampire, yet this was the destiny of Alexandros Nicolaides. How? And why did he become a creature of darkness, forbidden the daylight, forced to in contemporary times to travel on night trains?
Savage Lust: Prelude to Night Train is the story of his creation.
Athens, Byzantium circa 1300
When they spotted him, the girls waved and called, “Here, Alexandros!”
“Come dance with us!” the boys invited as they formed a circle to dance as the ancients had done.
The young man with a body like a god’s smiled and hurried across white sand toward a bonfire sending sparks into the sky. He waved an earthen jug of wine, and they cheered.
Mereau waited in the pine grove, the sounds of the surf at his back. He drank in the sight of the long dark hair framing a beautiful face, of broad shoulders that built boats by daylight, at the athletic grace of the figure with its narrow hips and deeply muscled legs powering their way to his friends. Thirst rose in his throat, and his groin surged with need.
Soon, he told himself. Soon I will have him—
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