His eyes were captivating, alluring. they tugged at something in me, but I knew better. He was bad, dangerous. And he was one of them. A vampire, one of the cursed in this city. one of many that roamed the streets after sunset. And he had his fangs set on me. His unwilling Beloved.
Aurora's world turned upside down nearly a year ago when she discovered that she's half Mystical, one of two groups of Supernaturals that exist. A year ago, she wasn't even sure if she believed in all the Supernatural talk… it seemed about as realistic as UFOs. Now she spends her days trying to perfect her Fae skills...