His Forbidden Vampire King
Ezra Damon — Human Prince
I was warned never to step into the Bloodspire Kingdom — warned about the monster who rules it. King Hirsh Uzun. Cold. Cruel. Unholy. And yet, the moment I saw him, something inside me split open. I’m a prince. I’ve never questioned who I am, what I want — until him.
He’s a nightmare dressed in velvet and fangs, and I hate how he looks at me like I belong to him. I came to bargain, not to fall apart in the hands of a vampire who keeps rejecting me… even while setting me on fire with every word, every glance.
I’m not gay. At least, I wasn’t — until him.
Hirsh Uzun — Vampire King
I’ve waited for my mate for centuries — not a name, not a face, just a feeling I’d recognize when it came.
Then he walked into my throne room: Ezra Damon. Human. Prince. Forbidden.
His blood sings to me. His scent is maddening. But he’s so achingly unaware of what he is to me — and to himself. He denies it. Fights it. And that makes me want him more.
I should push him away, but every time he defies me, I find myself wanting to ruin him. I am his awakening — and he is my undoing.