
Their touch still burns my skin. The memory of their lips as vivid as a summer squall.... ....when darkness swallows me. Hands over my mouth. I’m taken by a coven of deadly vampires. Ones who will seek revenge on those I love. I need to stay alive now. I need to send a call for help, the only way I know. Arkyn. Lorcan, and Cassian. And hope my vampires hear me....
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