Dating Dracula: A Fated Mates Vampire Romance

I had three goals: sneak into New Orleans' most exclusive vampire club, expose its illegal blood farm, and launch myself into fame and fortune. Being brutally murdered in a back alley was decidedly not on the itinerary. Talk about a mood killer.

I was even less prepared to wake up in a coffin with a fancy new pair of fangs. And who saved me? Dracula. No, not the historical tyrant, but the actual legend. The ancient and powerful vampire whose stare could melt the panties off a nun. Oh, and h...