The Taste of Your Blood

I am Tariel, a princess of the Moon Kingdom. Could my father, the king of elves, have imagined that his little daughter would get stuck in a vampire prison? And the most insulting part is that I’m absolutely innocent. And those two dozen nosferatu smashed into dust—absolutely not my fault.

But I’m not planning to stay here long. My plan is extremely simple: my uncle Veld is always ready to send a couple of fireballs after bloodsuckers. Only—what does this mysterious prisoner in the dark of a solitary cell want from me? Why are his cold hands nothing like the hands of other men? If only the cursed guards hadn’t put a sack over my head…