prologue

Prologue

Darkness has always been my home.

For centuries, I have walked this earth, untouched by time. I have seen empires crumble, heard the dying whispers of kings and queens. The world has changed, yet I have remained—cold, immortal, and alone.

That is what it means to be a vampire.

Witches are nothing but enemies. Their magic burns, their curses linger, and their hatred is woven into the marrow of my bones.

So why did I save her?

The witch. The girl with emerald eyes that glowed like the embers of a dying fire. The girl whose blood smelled like the forbidden, like something I was never meant to touch.

I should have let her die that night.

Instead, I made a choice that will be my undoing.

 

Because now I feel something I should not feel and it's killing us both.