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His cold blue eyes, like shards of frost, traced the curve of my thighs, the thoughts that ran through my mind were illicit. dangerous, taboo, and illegal.
As Prince Christian Blackburn, the enigmatic vampire prince of the new world, sat beside me, his cool touch forbiddingly rested on top of my thigh, the sensation though cold, sent a warmth spreading through my core.
Despite the laws that governed our world, I had found myself drawn to him for years with an intensity that bordered on obsession.

I was willing to break every single rule, I was willing to embrace the consequences of death if it meant that I could fulfill the fantasies that I had.
It wasn't like I had a long life to lead, I was bestowed with a rare disease, that my fathered, hired by the royal family, had attempted to cure. But the only cure he had found: was vampirism.

In the last few weeks of his life, he had requested a favor from Prince Christian Blackburn.
To look after me when the time came that my disease would consume me at age twenty-one, and before that may happen, to change me into a vampire so that I may live on.

(published chapters 1-8 edited 5.8.2024)