I used to think the worst thing that could happen was falling for two Vampire Mafia Kings.
Turns out, I was wrong. It was falling for a third. And he was their brother. Vasileios Erebus The one they swore was dead. The one who wants revenge more than blood itself. And somehow, the one my heart won't stop breaking for. I should hate him. I should fear him. But fate doesn't care what I should do. Not when it has already decided who I belong to. Now I'm trapped in a gothic manor haunted by his shadows, caught between three cursed brothers bound by blood, betrayal, and a darkness that was never meant to be unleashed. Lies are unraveling, truths are clawing their way to the surface, and the past that tore them apart is ready to burn us all alive. Because the curse isn't just theirs anymore. It's mine. And the vow I make next might be my last… my final promise. One written in… Blood Vows.
