By The Way, I Taste Like Garlic

ᴅᴇᴄʟᴀɴ ʀᴏᴜɢᴇ ɪs ᴀ ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɴᴛᴏɪɴᴇᴛᴛᴇ ᴄᴀɢᴇ ʜᴏɴᴇsᴛʟʏ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴇ.

Declan Rouge. Feared, cold, heartless and infuriatingly handsome. Being the heir to the throne of an entire line of pureblood vampires, he's not planning to take any prisoners while pursuing the goal of ruling the city.

Left and right, bodies fall. Terror blooming in the hearts of all who are unfortunate enough to know about the Rouge vampires and their conquest.

Except Antoinette Cage, a cat lover who finds the vampire prince horribly wounded at her doorstep and has the appropriate reaction.

She shuts the door.