The Divine and the Damned
Suddenly, something moved in the dark corner of the room, catching my attention. Startled out of my mind, I leaped back in fear, grabbing the first object my hands landed on... a lamp, and holding it in front of me defensively, like a weapon.
From the farthest corners of the darkness, a figure gradually began to emerge, slowly taking shape as it stepped into the rays of sunlight pouring through the windows. Bit by bit, the light revealed his features.
He was tall, with a lean, chiseled physique, and his shoulders were broad.
Silver-blonde hair spilled from his head, falling loosely around his face, giving him both a wild and seductive look, and I couldn't look away.
Not from this beautiful man.
He had jaw-dropping facial features that consisted of a sharp jaw with equally sharp cheekbones, a straight nose, a perfect mouth, and by the heavens, expressionless eyes.
Eyes of gold and brown.
Eyes that stared straight into mine.
I fought back a shudder, muttering a silent curse under my breath.
So, this was Dragos.
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Centuries after his brother’s betrayal, Dragos Nicolae Vlad III has chosen solitude over his destined role as the leader of vampires. But when Dawn Carter, a young woman with financial struggles, lands a job at the Vlad mansion, her immunity to Dragos’ compulsion stirs something long dead within him—worry. He needs to find out why.
Dawn has no idea vampires exist, let alone that she’s living among them—or that the dangerously gorgeous Dragos is their chosen one.
As feelings start to grow between them, old wounds and new desires surface, but their love isn’t meant to be.
She is something else—something pure. And he? A being forged from dark magic, forever damned. A vampire, and not just any kind.
Will Dragos give up the first woman to touch his heart in over four hundred years? Or can their forbidden love create a path to peace for both human and vampire species?
