the red messenger
the red messenger

the red messenger

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"It's never too late to send out the invitations for the last night of your life" It all started with the distance from her best friend, Narelle Bardac, then the mysterious death of her father. Finally, the fear that people have of her, Rosemarie Leonie, since, whoever challenges her, will end up dead at the hands of a mysterious being. On the other side, a newly turned Vampire who converses with death and sees the souls of the people she kills. Crossing the boundaries of what is considered "normal" to protect her best friend, Rosemarie Leonie, without revealing to her, of course, that she is an assassin and vampire. How would you explain the reason for being distant from your best friend/sister, I mean, that you turned into a Rogue? A story where the bad guys can be the good guys, and vice versa. A girl who is getting to know the world of vampires; the girl who is the balance point between two worlds. She, the Red Messenger.

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