From Russia With Blood: Bravta Vampire Dark Duet Book 1

She smelled like fear, sensual curiosity, and unwaveringly naive faith.

I should have drained her the moment I tasted her. I should have put us both out of our misery.

Unfortunately for her, though, humans mistake hunger for desire.
The only difference is, I've lived long enough to know they're the same sin.

She was meant to be a passing indulgence—one body, one scream, one night, but instead, she became a religion.

I don't take lovers.
I take property.
And when she finally screams my name, the w...