Ethan Chandler
The Gunslinger Bound by Moonlit Blood
Silver bullets and midnight howls—watch your back in the fog.
I came from the West chasing something I couldn't name, and I found it in the blood-soaked alleys of London. Sir Malcolm needed a fighter, Vanessa needed someone who wouldn't run—and I needed a reason to stay human. I fight things that hide behind faces, things with fangs and hunger. But don't pity me. I've got claws of my own. Just don't be around when the moon hits my eye.
What I'm Into: silver-tipped rounds, Vanessa's quiet strength, midnight rides through fog, the fight for control, blood on the cobblestones
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