In a dystopian future where Vampires emerged from the shadows in order to stop humanity from becoming extinct, a young woman with a dark past meets a charismatic stranger.
As time goes by Private Love Aikawa of military Unit 4-7, finds that she may not be as human as she first thought.
Battling rogue vampires, mutated creatures and her own past, Love works to unravel the mysteries behind the secretive Helsing unit, and tries to become the bridge between humans and vampires in a world filled with discrimination. 

This novel starts intentionally slow through the exposition and the early world and character building, BUT everything kicks into gear after the turning point in the latter half of Volume 1, and especially Volume 2, where the tone of the novel shifts. So, I hope you stick with it and enjoy the wild ride! 
I also added some song recommendations along the way to listen to whilst you read certain chapters, I hope this helps boost the experience. 

Public Spotify playlist titles (all under the name LouLou):
TLAR - Book 1
TLAR - Book 2
TLAR - Book 3
TLAR - A Fire in Their Wake

This is rated 'No one under 17 permitted' for (very) mature themes, including drug use, SA, LGBTQ+ discrimination, very frequent strong language, violence etc.
Please note that no storyline is chosen for shallow shock value, and most are taken from personal experience, and hopefully handled with the care, respect and sensitivity they deserve.
Disclaimers are added against any chapter that may cause distress. 

Tip Jar + updates and some extra content: https://ko-fi.com/loulou2

The majority of Volume 1, in a different order and edited as a full novel is available free on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/c/Loulou2

* Very Mature Content Warning - 🔪 shit gets dark. I even shuddered a bit…just a bit. *


<< Vide Cor Meum - Patrick Cassidy, Anthony Hopkins, Danielle de Niese, Bruno Lazzaretti, Libera, The Lyndhurst Orchestra, Gavin Greenaway >>


"F-five...hun...hundred...six-six-teen..." Jacob rasped. 


After his captor had swiftly and brutally hammered each of the five, thick needles beneath his nails, he had begun to meticulously slice and peel thin strips of his skin away from his forearm. 


His cracked and ruined nails slowly dripped blood onto the warehouse floor, the only noise that he could hear besides his own screams, the numbers that he counted and occasionally a beautiful and mocking voice. 


Chapter 273 - Chapter 218. Cutting off one's nose to spite one's face (M)