Night Work

The vampire that turned me picked on the wrong guy… Because I’m really not the violent type.
Now there’s a bloodthirsty demon lodged where my soul used to be, and every moment of my undead existence is spent fighting against it.
Honestly? It sucks. But existential angst aside, I’m just about managing—with the help of my friends at VEAL. That’s Vampires for an Ethical Afterlife if you’ve not heard of them. And yeah, it’s a terrible acronym, and yeah, they’re kind of preachy and annoying. But they’re helping me hold onto my humanity. Just about.
Until I meet the girl.
She’s every form of temptation, and I should stay far away. But she’s the first glimmer of anything good in my unending nonlife. And she needs my help.
Besides, it turns out that she might be far more dangerous to me than I am to her…