CRIMSON OATH

They say New York never sleeps.

But what they don't know is why.

Beneath its towers and neon skyline lies a city within a city. A kingdom built on shadows, where time slows and death wears a tailored suit. A place ruled not by mortals, but by something far older-something that drinks deeply from the veins of the night.

At the heart of this kingdom sat Ravyn Thorne, the last of the Highborn. A vampire of ancient blood, cursed with immortality and a hunger that even time could not silence.

He was once a prince of light, a warrior in a forgotten age. But now, he was a myth, a ghost story told in hushed tones. He ruled the Crimson Court with an iron will and a cold heart-until she entered his world.

Elara Quinn had no idea what she was walking into when she stepped onto that elevator. Just another freelance reporter, chasing yet another dead-end lead about the strange deaths plaguing the Upper East Side.

Until the elevator stopped on a floor that didn't exist.

Until the doors opened to a ballroom untouched by time.

Until she met eyes with a devil in human skin-and forgot how to breathe.
But fate is not kind. It does not bring people together out of mercy.

Elara and Ravyn were bound long before she was born-by prophecy, by blood, by a betrayal that carved history in crimson ink.

And when the clock struck midnight...
The oath would demand its price.