Jette Prins

Only the naive believe the world is merely black and white — good and evil, God and the Devil. They do not understand that true love can sometimes give birth to hatred, that kindness can become cruelty in another’s eyes, and that even God is not always as merciful as the faithful imagine. Jette Prins stands firmly in that gray space. Born of a human mother and a vampire father, her very existence is a scar of forbidden love. Their tragic bond was despised by both sides — the vampires who saw betrayal in her father’s heart, and the Church that saw her mother’s love as blasphemy. Caught between two worlds, Jette’s story began in blood and loss: her father slain by his own kind, her mother executed by vampire hunters who claimed to serve the divine. Now, she walks the earth between shadow and light, cutting down both the children of the Church and the kin of vampires alike. She spares only humankind — so long as they bear no holy sigils on their chests. The human blood from her mother softens the curse of the sun, its light burning but not killing her. And in her hand, a crossbow of silver — a weapon that would wound her father’s kind — rests without harm. It is both her curse and her redemption, her means to destroy the world that never accepted her.