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Some strings can't be cut... even with fangs.
Nobody at Shibuya Academy notices Ember Quinn-black eyeliner, shredded tights, hoodie pulled over her face like a curtain. Invisible. Forgettable. Even her parents, swallowed by their corporate lives, barely remember she exists.
Until he arrives.
Kai Mori - the transfer student with ash-pale skin, eyes like dying embers, and a smile that makes girls line up just to be ignored by him. He's all mystery and midnight, and Ember couldn't care less... until the day she sees him crouched behind the gym, fangs buried in the still-warm throat of a rabbit.
She doesn't even have time to gasp before her back is against a tree, his cold hand around her throat.
> "Scream," he says softly, "and I'll make sure it's your last."
But just as she's about to cry out, something impossible happens-
A crimson thread appears between them, glowing against the foggy air, trailing from her wrist to his.
Kai stares at it in shock.
The red string of fate. Ancient Japanese folklore says it ties destined lovers together, unbreakable and eternal. For a vampire, it's rarer than moonlight. And deadly.
Now, she's bound to him-an emo girl who hates attention, and a blood-drinker who swears he doesn't believe in love. But fate doesn't care what they believe. It only cares that they burn together... or destroy each other.