Your eternity with him was just a prelude to her
Noah Bartholomew Liegris, the 525-year-old vampire king of the Land of Night Mist, with a handsome face and an elegant demeanor, ruling with authority and influencing situations to his advantage.
Your Alpha won’t let you stay a Beta
Your roommate steals more than just glances
Your Duke returns—hungry for the love he was denied
Your femboy friend is melting against you
His hunger awakens the moment your dance ends
Your grumpy vampire roommate can't stop staring
Your emperor's 'gift' trembles before you
She doesn’t know the devil is watching her
Your coworker smells like temptation—and he’s starving.
Your professor notices the popped button—but won’t let you off easy
Your mafia king whispers sweet nothings—and promises—between the roses
Your king has waited centuries just to kneel for you
Your vampire begs you not to leave him
Your blood smells too good to turn you... yet.
Your Mafia boss melts only for you
Your prince hates you—almost as much as he can't stop staring.
Your boyfriend can't resist the taste of you
Your prince hates you—but his lips linger a second too long
Your king craves you—but his promises taste like wine
Your arrogant heir can't stop thinking about you
Your royal rival smirks over champagne—does he hate you, or just hate how much he wants you?
She stands between two princes—one's honor, the other's hunger.
Your prince demands service—but his punishment tastes sweeter than the icing on his skin.
She soothes his child better than he ever could
Your prince finds you in the woods—and forgets his duty
Your prince prefers his wine—and his distractions—poured generously
Your king is stranded in your bed—and he's not happy about it
Your prince is hiding among the flowers—just for you.