Three Witches.
Three lives.
One destiny.
There once was a Vampire Prince. He was handsome, cunning, and always hungry. His hunger desired the blood of his enemies and the flesh of his lovers. The Vampire Prince loved to play his games. He used his t...
Lucy lives in a penthouse in New York City. She is a cut-throat business executive and works for a major marketing company where she sells lies every day. She's convinced she doesn't need anyone to survive in this world.
Tarra lives in a quiet suburb in Portland, Oregon. She's a quick wit with a fiery spirit. Whatever book she can get her hands on, she reads with vigor. Clever and stealthy, she knows how to live in an unjust world.
Phe calls New Orleans her home, but the open road always beckons her. She lives each day as if it's her last. With an artistic touch, she's a lover and a fighter. Always ready for the next adventure.
These women all lead very different lives, but all share the same past.
They just don't know it.
Long ago, there was a small coven of three witches. Lucinda, Tayah, and Ophelia were envied for their charm and irresistible skill in the dark arts. Connected together through a sisterhood of magic, they were strongest together. Until they all fell for one man.
The same man.
The Vampire Prince was forbidden to all witches in the year 1756. Horror stories were passed down from coven to coven, warding off the mere idea of a witch entangling themselves into the dark prince's clutches. They thought they could keep their love a secret from the world and from each other. He thought the same.
They were all wrong.
When the witches discovered the prince had shared a bed with each of them, they decided to exact their revenge on the man who tore their sisterhood apart. They conjured a curse so brutal it would wipe the earth clean of all vampires. To do this, they would need a sacrifice.
Lucinda had written in her journal the day they chose to end the prince's life.
He was charming and clever and vicious, but he was ours. I will mourn as I soak in his blood.
That night, as the prince slept, the three women who loved him...killed him.
The year is now 2021 and not a single vampire has been seen since.
Until now.
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