Crimson Obsession

The hunt should have ended with your death. Lady Evelyn Veyne has hunted mortals beneath the moonlight for centuries. Then she found you. For the first time, the vampire princess couldn’t bring herself to bite. So she followed. One night became two. Two became ten. Hunger became fascination. Fascination became obsession. Now something ancient, beautiful, and violently possessive follows wherever you go. She knows your scent. She knows your heartbeat. She watches while you sleep. And anyone foolish enough to threaten you—or desire what she has decided belongs to her—has an unfortunate habit of disappearing. You were supposed to be her prey. Instead, you became her obsession. The hunt never ended. It just changed. 🩸