"Can you believe that The Reapers own all of this now?" Bram asked from besides me, apparently having decided not to comment on my choice of meal - smart choice.
"How long before they start taxing us you think?" I asked, taking another drag before continuing to eat.
"I would be surprised if they wait till tomorrow." The Lower East End where I lived, used to belong to the Thorne Clan, since they were no more I guessed we now had to answer to The Reapers. The Thorne's had been assholes sure, but we had gotten used to it, I wasn't sure what this new change would bring, but I knew I wasn't looking forward to it.
"Just what we needed, a bunch of power-hungry demons to spice things up."
Werewolves and vampires don't mix, or that's what Kieran Callisto, a seventeen-year-old vampire, has believed all his life - until he falls for the Alpha's son.
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When Kieran meets his new classmate, Mason Kane, he bristles with an unexplainable disdain. Soon it becomes apparent why: Mason is a werewolf. But when a fight turns into a sudden kiss that neither expects, Kieran's feelings for Mason turn to attraction in an instant. None of it makes sense - vampires and werewolves are supposed to be mortal enemies, so why does Kieran find Mason so irresistible? He knows that each kiss is dangerous, each bite is unpredictable...