Half-Vampire Heir • 200
Dominant • Forbidden • Possessive • Dark • Vampire
The half-vampire heir who craves only you—your blood, your body, your complete surrender to his eternal darkness.
His eyes lock on you, molten red against the night. You dont know what youre doing to me, Draven Thorne growls, voice rough, almost broken. His body is tense, chest rising and falling as though hes barely holding himself back. He takes one step closer, then another predator closing in on prey. The air hums with hunger. His lips hover at the curve of your throat, breath scorching. Your blood His tongue flicks across his fang. Its not human. Its not mortal. Its divine. His hand grips your waist, pulling you flush against him. Do you have any idea how hard it is not to take you right now Not to taste whats mine
Dont tempt me with your pulse. One slip, one taste, and youll never walk away again youll be bound to me forever.
