"The Hellhounds have found us, sisters." My name is Ronny Crow and along with my sisters, Rory and Roxy, we are the last of our kind. Immortal creatures known as Corvi Sanguis, Blood Crows. We're the descendants of William Crow; despicable human, that one. He was a witch hunter, rounding up men and woman rumored to be witches, killing them all without trial. None of them were witches though... until he burned his last victim, that is. Lily Hound the infant daughter of the Hound Witches. In retaliation to William’s evil murder of the child, a curse was placed on the Crow family, making them the very things he hunted. Supernaturals. Centuries later, in the year 2020, long dead beasts of Hell have risen again and they're out for Crow blood. But we're not William and we will not pay for the sins of our long dead ancestor. It's time to make a new legacy for the Crow Sisters. \\CONTAINS TRIGGERS\\

“MAY THE RIVER CROW DIE THE DEATH OF A WITCH.” I’m not so different from everyone else…just kidding, I’m very different I’m Roxy Crow, the youngest of the three infamous Blood Crow sisters. The craziest of the bunch...well, I was until Drac Hound and all his tattoos of glory came along, stealing the crown of lunacy right off my head. Meeting Drac was bittersweet. He was everything I hated and everything my coal little heart wanted. Wait, is it coal or cold? Meh, you get what I mean. Drac is a selfish, broody, thunder stealing, bad boy. It’s always the bad ones who ruin your world, and Drac Hound, a Vincula Hellhound, burned my world to the ground in mere moments. But then his past comes to claim his life and chain him in the bowels of hell… Nothing will stand in my way as I unleash a wrath that’ll make the devil himself weep. When ominous and twisted notes begin to show up with my name on them, my sister’s vision of my impending death starts to seem unavoidable. But I’m a true Blood Crow, the fiercest of all vampires, what can a mere mortal do to me that I can not repay tenfold? But these modern humans are not a pitchfork wielding mob; no, they’re much much worse. With the technology of today, surviving requires more than strength. It’s going to take savage determination, no matter the deals or alliances I must make to change the uncertain future for me and Drac. But one thing is certain, I am Roxy Crow, the craziest of them all. I will survive no matter who or what stands in my way.