He likes his drinks dirty… and straight from the vein. But he would never shake them… he’d much rather lick them, bite them, suck them, taste their very essence of life.

So why is he craving chocolate cake???

Meet Vond, James Vond~

I am a soulless vampire, in service to the Vampire Intelligence Agency as their top black ops agent, protecting the immortal royals of Europe in a world of shadows and secrets. My life revolves around strategy, competition, and keeping our society safe.

Why in hellfire have I been assigned to escort this delicious plus-size fashion designer to meet one of the Immortal Princesses? For a damn dress? I should be out stalking and destroying the hunters who seek to destroy anyone and anything immortal.

When I meet Rose, everything changes. She smells like rich chocolate cake, and I bet she tastes even better. Not that I’ll ever find out. F*ck fated mates. I’d never ask her to share her soul with me. That would make me vulnerable and put her in danger.

But denying us both what we want doesn’t keep her safe.

And I’ll eat the faces off the ones who think they can touch her.

Moira hadn't meant to interfere in the lives of the witches and familiars. Those women and their mates were going to save the world, and it was so exciting to see them battle for life and love. So what if she'd helped a little tiny bit? It wasn't like she was going to watch any of them die. But now she's been cast out of the sisterhood and as punishment she's been sent to live on Earth as a human. All she wants is to get home and she sure could use a hero of her own.

Percy was never supposed to be human. He was an animal familiar and created to support and protect his witch. He was great at his job keeping the big bad monsters at bay so Kady could fulfill her destiny and save the world. Until the soul stealers showed up and fate intervened turning him into this hulk of a man. What was he even supposed to do with a body like this?

Unless of course he was meant for another kind of fate…