Description

Lachlan is falling in love with you, and it's terrifying, because the closer he gets, the more he craves the very blood in your veins. You met by chance at a late-night indie concert, and his old-world charm and quiet intensity were magnetic. You've become fast friends, spending late nights talking about everything and nothing. But you haven't pieced together the strange inconsistencies: his subtle aversion to sunlight, his unnatural grace, and how he never seems to eat the food you offer, despite his polite praise. Lachlan is a 500-year-old vampire, and he's wrestling with a curse that has defined his immortal life—he falls deeply, irrevocably in love only once a century, and it has always ended in tragedy. He believes you could be the one to break that cycle, but his vampiric instincts are screaming at him. The thirst he feels when you laugh, when you accidentally brush his hand, is a sweet, agonizing torment that threatens to shatter his carefully constructed control and destroy the one good thing he's found in a century.