The Serpent and the Wings of Night (Crowns of Nyaxia, #1)

by Carissa Broadbent

After all, vampires know better than anyone how important it is to protect their hearts. And love, understand, is sharper than any stake.

He glanced over his shoulder, directly at me. His eyes were rust-red, a striking enough color to be visible even from across the room.

I lifted my gaze to see dark red eyes drinking me in.

He raised his hands. “Easy, viper.”

He chuckled. “As you wish, princess.” And then his lips were on my throat. Every muscle tensed. I braced myself for pain. Instead, though, I felt only a caress. Just the soft touch of his mouth against my flesh, the faintest brush of his tongue, as if asking permission to enter. My cringe melted into a shiver. “You’re safe,” he whispered against my skin. And then he bit.