My friends are a terrible influence. They've never met a bad idea they couldn't make worse.

Sneak into an abandoned subway tunnel after midnight? Absolutely. Get a closer look at the city's most dangerous secret? Why not? Steal the keys to the wrong car? Apparently... yes.

That's how I met him. The man everyone whispers about. The one who appears from the shadows without making a sound.

He’s beautiful, dangerous, and completely inhuman.

Raze isn't just a vampire. He's the kind of monster who commands darkness itself, who looks at me like I've always belonged to him, and whose shadows obey every whispered command.

I should run. Instead, every reckless decision pulls me deeper into his world.

Because vampires don't believe in coincidence. They believe in fate. And after one taste of my blood, the city's most dangerous predator has no intention of letting me go.