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She is the most precious existence in the world.
Phoebe Aurelia, the bearer of the Golden Blood or Rhnull Blood. Her blood is the rarest and most powerful, capable of making any vampire immortal, strongest, and forever young. Because of this, she is hunted by the greedy Coven who want to steal her power and use her for their own gain.
But she is not defenseless.
They're guarding her silently... The 7 Vampire Princes, the strongest beings who exist to protect her at all costs.
Among the seven, there is one who stands closest to her fate.
One who is silent, cold, and terrifying to everyone else... but is the only one who truly understands her.
Morpheus Hades, the Prince of Death and Air.
He is the strongest and most lethal. If you step into his territory, your breath vanishes instantly. He is like the wind; silent, invisible, and deadly. He brings death, yet he is the one sworn to give life and protection to her.
He is the Death.
She is the Life.
They say that being with him is like dancing on the edge of a knife. One wrong move and she will be swallowed by the darkness. But despite the danger, despite the fear that separates their worlds... Phoebe feels safest in his arms.
Morpheus has watched over her for centuries. He would kill anyone who dares to touch her, yet he would rather die than hurt her even a single strand of hair. He treats her like a fragile glass, afraid that his coldness might break her.
But Phoebe doesn't want to be protected from distance.
She wants him. Completely.
"Don't hold back, Morpheus..." she whispers, offering her neck to him.
"I am yours. And you are mine. So... Bite Me."
"I am the darkness that surrounds you, but you are the light that gives me meaning. Even if I am Death itself... I will love you until my very last breath."