Eddie

When my best friend drags me to a vampire dinner club as her wingman, I’m determined—I won’t end up on the menu. No eye contact. No flirting. Definitely no biting.

Then he appears. Deadly attractive with a voice smooth like velvet, he murmurs into my ear, his lips graze my wrist, and I forget my resolve. The rush of his venom in my veins feels like falling off the world’s edge. The lust consumes me, intoxicating and irreversible.

I leave in a daze. I shouldn’t have succumbed so easily, and I won’t come back.

Except Monday morning, I walk into work, and the...

Eddie

When my best friend drags me to a vampire dinner club as her wingman, I’m determined—I won’t end up on the menu. No eye contact. No flirting. Definitely no biting.

Then he appears. Deadly attractive with a voice smooth like velvet, he murmurs into my ear, his lips graze my wrist, and I forget my resolve. The rush of his venom in my veins feels like falling off the world’s edge. The lust consumes me, intoxicating and irreversible.

I leave in a daze. I shouldn’t have succumbed so easily, and I won’t come back.

Except Monday morning, I walk into work, and the vampire who ruined me is sitting in my boss’s chair.

Russel

Feeding is a transaction—no names, no attachments. The older I get, the less I crave a second bite.

But Eddie changed the rules. His blood wrecks me.

I should let him go, like the hundreds before him, but I can’t. He’s sincere, vibrant, unforgettable… I search for him like a fool.

Then fate throws him back into my life in the cruelest way.

The most enticing man I’ve ever fed from is within arm’s reach every day, but I’m not allowed to touch him.