There are only two ways a human can cross the gates of Bloodstone as a familiar to one of the Blueblood vampires who attend the elite school or as a snack. I’m neither, but I have to get in at all cos…
He’s everything I don’t want. A playboy. A beast with a cunningly gorgeous smile. Faces like his only mean one thing. Somewhere underneath all of that handsomeness, there …
Savage. Reckless. Wild. These are only some of the words used to describe me. I’m all of those things, and I never wished to be anything else in almost 500 years of existence.
