Royal Covens

Every 125 years, the four sinfully sexy ruling coven lords choose a new concubine from the human population. They handpick a woman based on blood type, often looking for one with the rarest blood type in the world: AB-negative. Only .06 percent of the population carries it. To vampires, it's the holy grail, the city of gold. To human women, it's a secret to be coveted, for the lords are known for their cruelty above all else.

It turns out my blood truly is both sweet ambrosia and sultry poison, as it's the cause of a centuries-long curse set on destroying the coven lords. The vampire lords have pulled me into their spell by whispering sexy sweet nothings in my ear until it drove me to their bed, and now we're soul-bonded in a way I hadn't seen coming. Coming together was healing, and it broke the barrier of my emotions, allowing me to start the process of moving on from Carden, my first love. That is, until I ran smack-dab into his chest the moment we arrived at Raphael's castle.

Fate. Love. Blood. Which will reign?