Unfortunately, his fate has him squarely by the balls. The daemon prince can’t assume his crown until he’s able to plant his seed inside his fated female, a fellow Vimor daemon he just happens to despise. But it’s not just a personal claim to power at stake. As prophecy would have it, the redemption of his race lies in the birth of the sons he is somehow destined to sire. Too bad for Toran he’s cursed: a long-poisoned life force that teems within him threatens his ability to trigger his destiny––much less safely take his bride on their wedding night. His only hope is finding his faine, a rare type of vampire who feasts on energy––and the only creature in the Mythos strong enough to tame his own.
Oliviera, the last of the pure and mighty faine, owes the daemons and Toran nothing. After escaping certain death at the daemons’ hands, Liv has lived a life on the run, her entire existence a battle to harvest just enough energy to carry on. When at last she is discovered, starved and weakening by the day, Liv is powerless to stop Toran from enslaving her to achieve his destiny. Though she knows she should fight with every ounce of strength he gifts her, one taste of his life force has Liv wanting more, her senses coming alive at his very touch, her own dreams of a better life crystallizing into focus. Seduced by the would-be king of her greatest enemy, Liv must choose between delivering Toran into the arms of another, or damning herself to a lifetime of nothingness.