VAMPIRES… Beware


It’s been nine weeks to the day since the two girls were reunited, and after a long road back, and the fierce dedication of Sinéad, Róisín has made a full recovery from her ordeal.

More than that, she has risen from it. Under Sinéad’s relentless guidance, she has learned the ancient craft of Vampire hunting.

Róisín, who now hates vampires with a cold, bone‑deep fury, has become one of the most determined hunters Ireland has ever seen. She carries that hatred like a weapon, and more than once she’s been heard to mutter,
“If it drinks blood, I’ll make sure it spills its own.
Together, these two girls have become a force whispered about in dark corners and abandoned crypts. Between them, they’ve thinned the Vampire population of Ireland to a level that has the undead packing their coffins and fleeing for the hills.

And now… there’s talk of a third.

Our fiery little redhead Máiréad has been eyeing the terrible two with no small amount of ambition.

She’s already begun training, swinging a silver‑coated, two‑handed sword nearly as big as herself, and learning to spot the tell‑tale difference between a Vampire, a familiar, and “any other nasty that needs a good wallop.
So, to the good folk of Ireland: you’ve nothing to fear from these girls.

Unless, of course, you happen to be a Vampire… or one of their familiars… or anything else that crawls out after dark.

In which case…

Be afraid.
Be very afraid.
Because these three aren’t just hunting anymore, they’re coming.



To Be Continued...