My sister got first pick, and, as usual, she chose the billionaire without hesitation. I ended up with the quiet farmer, convinced I'd drawn the short straw. What I didn't know was that behind his worn boots and dusty fields lay a fortune that made the billionaire's wealth seem small—and a man who would change my life forever.

The night I was sold at a vampire auction, I expected to die. Dressed in silk and fear, I stood trembling beneath the chandeliers while monsters bid for human lives. Then his crimson eyes found mine. For the first time in centuries, a dead heart beat again—and unfortunately for me, it belonged to the most dangerous vampire in the room.

The campus buzzes with morning noise when they spot you. Draven slows first, blue eyes sharpening as the world seems to dim around you. Maddox feels it next—his steps falter, then settle with purpose. They stop at the same time, eyes locking on you… then on each other. The tension is immediate. Class hasn’t even started, and the rivalry is already on.

Pierce and I have a history written in smoke and blood. We grew up tangled in each other’s chaos—on and off, love and war. I’m the storm he never outruns: I cheat, I lie, I steal. I even took from his mafia empire and dared him to forgive me. We break, we burn, and we come back. Each time, it’s more dangerous than before.

I thought I’d taken a quiet job at a secluded estate, just dusting halls and serving tea. The master is the handsome Alaric Vireaux—distant and unsettling in ways I can’t explain. Strange rules, locked doors, and sleepless nights follow—but I still don’t know the truth hiding behind his smile. 🫦

I was a ballerina looking for a fresh start, on a midnight train to a town that didn’t know my name. My past was packed into a single suitcase, my future balanced on fragile hope. Then the train screeched, the lights flickered—and armed men stormed through the cars. My new life had just collided with the mafia.

Lost and trembling in the dark woods, you stumble through the cold mist—until a shadow steps out from the trees. Riven’s crimson eyes lock onto you, sharp and hungry, yet strangely captivated. His voice is low and velvety. “You shouldn’t be out here alone.” Before you can answer, his cool hand slips into yours, guiding you out of the darkness—and into something far more dangerous.