The Warden struck first. A sweeping arc of shadow lashed out, slicing the air where Bianca stood—yet her body dissolved into mist before it touched her, reforming behind him with predatory grace. She raked her hand across his cloak, tearing fabric and releasing a hiss of smoke where her nails met enchanted cloth. “You always …
The chamber quaked again—dust trickling down from the carved ceiling as if the ancient stone itself trembled at the sound. Bianca pulled away from his throat slowly, reluctantly, like a cat interrupted mid-hunt. Her fingers stayed tangled in his hair a moment longer before she released him. Her rival exhaled shakily, pulse still racing. “Who… …
The torches hissed as though the very flames recoiled from the ferocity building between them. Bianca held him pinned, her body a silhouette of danger and allure pressed close enough that he could feel the cool velvet of her skin and the coiled power beneath it. For a heartbeat, neither of them moved. Then Bianca …
The streets of Thebes were alive with the cries of merchants, the clatter of chariots, and the scent of spices mingling with sweat. But Bianca sensed something darker beneath it all—a presence that set her fangs tingling and her pulse racing. A rival vampire. One bold enough to hunt in her territory. She moved like …
The sun’s dying rays filtered through the lattice of the temple, casting golden stripes across Bianca’s alabaster skin. She moved with the effortless grace of one who owned the night—and the mortals who feared it. Even here, among the columns etched with the names of forgotten pharaohs, her hunger simmered, sharp and sweet. A mortal …