By day, Risika sleeps in a shaded room in Concord, Massachusetts. By night, she hunts the streets of New York City. She is used to being alone.
But someone is following Risika. He has left her a black rose, the same sort of rose that sealed her fate three hundred years ago. Three hundred years ago, Risika had a family — a brother and a father who loved her. Three hundred years ago, she was human.
Now she is a vampire, a powerful one. But her past has come back to torment her.