Midlife Christmas Vigilante
You can call me the spirit of hot flashes, fangs, and vengeance.
Just before Christmas my life underwent a major change. And I'm not talking about the fact I hit menopause hard—I mean, we're talking night sweats and hormones gone wild. Nope, it was worse than that. I almost died, and would have actually been six feet under if I'd not been transformed into a vampire.
You heard me right. At the ripe age of forty-seven, I became a blood-guzzling, sunlight-hating, fanged menace with an insatiable appetite.
Thankfully, criminals taste delicious.
But the wicked aren't the only people I'm nibbling on this holiday season. When I'm not taking a literal bite out of crime, you will find me unwrapping the handsome vampire who gave me the best present of all.
Love.
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Just before Christmas my life underwent a major change. And I'm not talking about the fact I hit menopause hard—I mean, we're talking night sweats and hormones gone wild. Nope, it was worse than that. I almost died, and would have actually been six feet under if I'd not been transformed into a vampire.
You heard me right. At the ripe age of forty-seven, I became a blood-guzzling, sunlight-hating, fanged menace with an insatiable appetite.
Thankfully, criminals taste delicious.
But the wicked aren't the only people I'm nibbling on this holiday season. When I'm not taking a literal bite out of crime, you will find me unwrapping the handsome vampire who gave me the best present of all.
Love.
Midlife Christmas Vigilante
You can call me the spirit of hot flashes, fangs, and vengeance.
Just before Christmas my life underwent a major change. And I'm not talking about the fact I hit menopause hard—I mean, we're talking night sweats and hormones gone wild. Nope, it was worse than that. I almost died, and would have actually been six feet under if I'd not been transformed into a vampire.
You heard me right. At the ripe age of forty-seven, I became a blood-guzzling, sunlight-hating, fanged menace with an insatiable appetite.
Thankfully, criminals taste delicious.
But the wicked aren't the only people I'm nibbling on this holiday season. When I'm not taking a literal bite out of crime, you will find me unwrapping the handsome vampire who gave me the best present of all.
Love.
Just before Christmas my life underwent a major change. And I'm not talking about the fact I hit menopause hard—I mean, we're talking night sweats and hormones gone wild. Nope, it was worse than that. I almost died, and would have actually been six feet under if I'd not been transformed into a vampire.
You heard me right. At the ripe age of forty-seven, I became a blood-guzzling, sunlight-hating, fanged menace with an insatiable appetite.
Thankfully, criminals taste delicious.
But the wicked aren't the only people I'm nibbling on this holiday season. When I'm not taking a literal bite out of crime, you will find me unwrapping the handsome vampire who gave me the best present of all.
Love.
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Product Details
| BN ID: | 2940184648248 |
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| Publisher: | Eve Langlais |
| Publication date: | 12/11/2025 |
| Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
| Format: | eBook |
| File size: | 487 KB |
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