Divine Intervention
an excerpt

Despite what science, mathematics and religion tell you, the supernatural is all very real. In fact, a lot more of it than you might ascribe to any one particular creed and mythos. See, when God created the Earth – and he definitely did, don’t let anyone tell you otherwise – he left a tiny shred of his own divine power in each and every human being. Which is all well and good. After all, it’s what allows human beings their free will.
The unfortunate part is when one of those humans discovers exactly what they can do with that shard of divinity. That’s how the supernatural came to be. Vampires, werewolves, leprechauns… hell, even the Greek gods, believe it or not, all exist in some capacity. However, the existence of each and every one of those things is entirely the fault of humanity in one way or another.
Which is why, when the six-and-a-half-foot-tall ex-football player of a vampire hurled me into the hallway of my apartment complex with little to no regard for the fact that the front door was closed, I was somewhat frustrated with the human race.