Night's Master by Amanda Ashley

birthmark, or with two hearts and, of course, being born the seventh son of a seventh son. Others who might be similarly affected were those who were weaned too young, or those who died without baptism. Expectant mothers in Romania were encouraged to eat plenty of salt to ensure that their babies didn’t become Vampires.
    Others who were good candidates for vampirism were people who committed suicide, prostitutes, and murderers.
    Sitting back in my chair, I unwrapped a candy bar and indulged my passion for chocolate. I was about to resume my search when the phone rang. It was my mother, reminding me that my father’s birthday was coming up, as if I’d forget.
    “So,” she said, getting to the real reason for her call. “Are you ready to come back home?”
    I blew out a sigh. She was still upset because I’d left New York.
    “I saw Jimmy Lee the other day,” she said cheerfully. “He’s still single.”
    “That doesn’t surprise me,” I muttered. Jimmy Lee Brown thought he was the sexiest thing in shoe leather, had no interests other than computers and computer games, and, to put it politely, he smelled bad.
    “Honestly, Kathy, don’t you think it’s time you came home and settled down?”
    “Mom, how many times are we going to have this conversation?” It wasn’t enough that she called me every week or so, she also sent me e-mails asking the same question.
    There was a long silence. I knew she was sitting there, slowly counting to ten, while she asked herself where she’d gone wrong. My brother and sister were both happily married and producing grandchildren, while I, her youngest, remained single with no husband in sight.
    “Listen, Mom, I’ve got to go. Say hi to Dad for me.”
    After we hung up, I went back to my research. There were a number of references linking wolves with Vampires. In Greece, it was believed that anyone who ate a sheep that had been killed by a wolf was doomed to become a Vampire. In Montenegro, it was believed that all Vampires had to spend a certain amount of time as a wolf. The Gypsies of Kosovo were of the opinion that Vampires were doomed to wander the earth until they met a wolf, which would then tear them to pieces. In Romania, Gypsy villages were supposedly guarded by white wolves that stood watch in cemeteries where they gobbled up any rising Vampires. Totally bizarre, I thought. Who would ever seriously believe such nonsense?
    Of course, the dead weren’t safe, either. According to folklore, you might become a Vampire if someone passed a candle over your corpse, if your brother was a sleepwalker, or if a cat jumped over your corpse. You were also in danger if you weren’t buried with the proper rituals, or you were murdered and your murder went unavenged, or you died by drowning.
    There were a number of signs to look for if you wanted to know if someone who had been buried had become one of the Undead. These included disturbed earth around the grave, fallen tombstones, broken or fallen crosses, footsteps leading away from the grave, no birds singing nearby, dogs barking or refusing to enter the cemetery, or horses shying away from the site. Numerous finger-sized holes used by the Vampire to escape his grave in mistlike form were, you should pardon the pun, also a dead giveaway.
    Vampires were reputed to have many Supernatural powers. Raphael had already admitted to being able to hypnotize people, and he seemed pretty adept at reading my mind. According to folklore, Vampires were able to change shape, dissolve into mist, control the elements as well as some animals, and scurry up a wall like a spider. Of course, it was common knowledge that they could create other Vampires, and that they had superior strength.
    Reading on, I learned that Vampires couldn’t swim or cross running water because water was a purifier which washed away evil and sin. In olden times, a corpse believed to be a Vampire might be placed in a river or a lake. If the body floated, it was a Vampire