To the vampires who dominate each quadrant of the Lydian Dynasty, I’m only known as “Blackbird”...
A masked vigilante who, at nineteen, is already public enemy number one. To what’s left of humanity, I’ve been called a superhero, a title I neither welcome nor deserve.
My only objective is to offer the enslaved what was stolen from us … Freedom. However, a failed plan lands me in the last place I imagined, at the mercy of all four Dynasty princes—Julian, Levi, Roman, and Silas. They’re monsters, each with a heart rumored to be as cold as his icy skin. And what’s worse, thanks to the slip-up, my fate is suddenly theirs to decide. It’s up to them whether I’ll swing from the gallows, and I’ve given them every reason to sentence me to such a fate.
Yet, I felt something unexplainable when our paths first crossed. Something that gives me hope. We should be one another’s worst nightmare.
Only, I’m beginning to wonder if, somehow … these four princes might be my saving grace.
Escaping burning buildings, living off scraps, being hunted by vamps—those are storms she knows how to weather.
It’s having the entire world observe as she and the Dynasty’s golden boys engage in a blood bond that has her shaken.
For all she knows, it won’t even produce a cure for the mysterious blood sickness like they’re hoping, which could mean she’ll be put to death anyway. And to make matters worse, as a side-effect of the bond, she finds herself falling for the very beasts she once pledged to remove from power by any means necessary.
Talk about a conflict of interest.
In the second installment of THE VAMPIRE’S MARK, will it be Corina’s mission or her emotions that prevail?
This covenant is unbreakable, regardless of who engages.
Corina’s aware that it will gain strength every day, and the biggest challenge will be keeping the raw emotions it evokes in perspective.
A challenge made more difficult when impulsive fantasies, involving her captor, suddenly rule her dreams.
Julian, Levi, and Silas will always fight to protect their mate, but it’s possible they’ve underestimated Aaric—the madman himself—and the loyal army of roamers that stand behind him. In a world where nothing is at all as it seems, Corina must decide for herself who’s friend, who’s foe, and how hard she’s willing to fight to uncover the truth. But one burning question will haunt her until the answer is revealed.
How, exactly, does Aaric intend to use this connection against her and the princes who've stolen her heart?
This is on me. All of it. I let my guard down after falling for the princes and, ultimately, lost sight of what this world truly is.
Cold. Cruel. Perilous. For humans, anyway.
Being taken in the middle of the night was just the rude awakening I needed to bring reality crashing back down. Although, the old me would’ve seen the ambush coming from a mile away.
Would’ve seen him coming from a mile away.
Trapped and unable to reach the princes or my team, hopelessness hunts me down like a pack of hellhounds. Making matters worse, I’m at the mercy of the one who’s appeared in my nightmares since first laying eyes on him.
Face-to-face for the second time, I’m reminded of our mutual hatred. Only, now that the blood bond has taken effect, is it still mutual? I get the sense that something’s changed. Something that has me questioning why the rage and fury I remember him wielding so powerfully are almost nonexistent now.
What am I missing? Who is Aaric really? And why have I been brought here? I want answers he’s unwilling to give, but according to him, some things are better witnessed than explained.
Well, looks like I’ll be following the devil down the rabbit hole. This can only end well, right?
P.S. That was definitely sarcasm.