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In a world where humans fear vampires, Ophelia is surprisingly chill about her arranged marriage to a terrifyingly hot bloodsucker—until a single cut on her finger brings Eryth to his knees, violently addicted. Now she channels her inner dark romance heroine, offering her blood only if the once-arrogant vampire becomes her devoted slave, forced to eagerly fulfill her every spicy whim for one taste.
After the wedding dinner, Eryth ignores her in the bedroom—until her gasp from a paper cut draws his gaze. He crosses the room, takes her finger, and presses it to his lips, drinking as if his life de
MALE POV FIRST PERSON POV Eryth POV Never in the 300 years I've spent on this earth have I ever thought I'd become desperate over something so meager. Except, it isn't meager. It's rich, it's delicat
FEMALE POV FIRST PERSON POV OPHELIA POV I never thought I'd have such a hot guy wrapped around my finger like this. All because of what? A paper cut? When we were first arranged to marry eachother, he
"Choose my outfit!" Ophelia says, its dusk. She holds two dresses, one in each hand. One is a white minidress that flares and makes her look modest and innocent. One is a long pink sundress that highl
Family Dinner Ophelia's and Eryth's family are in a fancy restaurant. The table is very large. Ophelia's mom, dad, younger sister, younger brother, and aunt are at the table.... While Eryth's father a