She was meant to die for the gods. He rose from the earth to steal her for himself. Ishra was raised to be pure, untouched, and sacrificed beneath a red moon. But when her blood hits the altar, it doesn’t summon divinity. It unleashes a vampire. Rael is ancient, cursed, and starving—his sanity hanging by a thread after centuries buried in stone. Her scent drives him mad. Her blood frees him. Her body? He wants it writhing under his. Her soul—he plans to own, break, and bind to him forever. She runs. He hunts. She prays. He makes her moan his name like it’s the only one that exists. Will she fight for purity, or let desire devour her whole beneath a monster’s touch? One choice will save her soul. The other will make her his forever.