In New York City, Samuel Harris is living a normal life. He's at university with his friends who often tell him he's too uptight. However he's happy that way, and he doesn't want anything to change.
Whereas Cassius is dreaming of living a normal life, unable to live like a mortal. Being the son of the most powerful vampire in history, Dracula, means that by law he is the Vampire Prince.
What neither of them expect is for Cassius to fall in love with someone he shouldn't, especially when they're the son of the most highly trained vampire hunter in not just New York, but in all of the magic realm.
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It was almost impossible for a vampire to live a normal life. It was against the law for vampires to be with any other beings than their own kind. The magic realm was filled with different monsters and creatures that were a risk to human kind, which was why they stayed hidden. They were deemed so dangerous, that they were hunted by a different species: angels.
Vampires and angles had been at war for centuries, with the heavenly-like creatures winning every battle. But it was important to keep the two species separate, as angel blood was the cure to any vampire becoming human again, keeping in mind that once bitten by a vampire, for an angel it was sudden death.
However in this day and age, vampires walked freely amongst the city. After all, they needed humans to feed and in order to do that, they had to blend in. The war between vampires and angels had to be kept secret from human kind, and the species had to stay apart.
But for one vampire and one angel, it was hard to stay apart, because sometimes you can't help falling in love.
COMPLETED.
My heart pulsated through my chest and I didn't think I could hold on for much longer. The frightening, terrorising feeling of his fingers slipping through mine was causing the arm that was gripping to the edge of the cliff to shake.
"Hold on, Harry! I've got you, I swear! Please, just hold on!" my voice held a shrill of terror to it and my eyes were filling with tears; tears of pain, frustration and sheer horror.
Harry moved his gaze from our slipping fingers to my eyes. "It's okay, Ethan. Let go. You can't save me; not this time." I hated how calm his tone was. I hated how defeated he sounded. He had never given up - we always held hope for one another! We never gave up.
"Don't you say that to me! Don't you fucking say that to me!" I roared, a small sob escaping my lips.
Harry just smiled sadly, his muscular, beautiful body swaying in the harsh wind. The fall was so big; he would surely die of a heart attack before he hit the ground. I prayed to God he would.
No.
I was breaking my own rule; I would not give up on him. Either both of us lived or neither of us would. My life would be over the second his ended, anyway.