Turning Cleo
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In a world where ancient vampires rule from shadowed thrones and blood is the price of power, a poisoned vampire king tastes salvation in the most forbidden form... a human girl.
Cleo never believed the legends whispered by the maids in the halls of her father's mansion until she found a wounded man in the woods... and he bit her. Now haunted by dreams and chased by danger, she doesn't know that the stranger she tried to save is Severin Vaelorian. The immortal king feared across empires by the most powerful people.
He couldn't forget her even though he tried. She was supposed to be just a taste. But her blood awakened something dead in him... and now, he'll tear kingdoms apart to find her again. Even though all he has to go on was the scent of her and the intoxicating hold her blood has over him.
But fate doesn't give without taking.
And most times... it takes more than you can give
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