For years, Lilith “Lily” McDermott was kept in the dark from the McDermott family secret. Now, her estranged father has asked that she join him on an exploit. Despite her father’s peculiar practices and unusual interest in the unknown, she yearns for an adventure outside her dull and ordinary life, and gladly partakes in the excitement. When Lilith first arrives in the beautiful, untamed wilderness of the Carpathian Mountains, she is alive with feeling and a sense of belonging, but her journey takes a sudden dangerous turn when perilous truths begin to unravel and the dark Carpathian hills reveal a deadly secret of its own. In the midst of darkness and betrayal, Lilith finds herself at the mercy of a dangerous and unworldly creature, baring fangs and a ravenous thirst that seems to yearn for her blood alone. She is frightened yet drawn by the creature that appears as a man but hunts as a predator. Can she find love in a world filled of darkness and insatiable desires? Cover done by Neeavila.

He had spent centuries with only himself for company, he fed, tortured and killed that was his life and he liked it that way, until she came along and stirred something in him, something he couldn't and wouldn't accept. “If I were you I’d keep that stake sharp. Don’t expect anymore visits like this, next time I come I expect you to use that thing,” he told her pointing to the stake on the bed, and then he was gone.

A flower on a high peak, begitulah gambaran Bruna tentang Andre Arceneau; keindahan yang sulit terjangkau. Kesempurnaan yang di damba-dambakan. Air ditengah gersangnya tanah, angin yang mengusir kabut, dan pelindung diantara banyaknya duri yang menjerat, tetapi Arceneau tidak semerta-merta putih layaknya pangeran. Titik-titik hitam kehidupan itu membuatnya menjadi awan hitam yang dilingkupi awan putih, pribadi dingin yang terperangkap dalam jiwa hangatnya, sosok rupawan yang terjebak dalam dunianya sendiri. Sedari dulu, ia hanya bisa memperlihatkan semua tentang dirinya pada satu orang; Bruna De Rais.

Love, sex,sorrow