I'm A Vamp

A sleek European car sped to the curb in front of the club across the street from Vivian Monaco's second-floor apartment. As a professional Researcher, the matte black car riveted Vivian – a hand-built Svengali HyperChrome. She’d only ever seen pictures and knew very few were handcrafted.

Yet, it wasn't the gorgeous car that her attention locked onto as the pulse at her temple jumped rapidly and her heart pounded furiously.

It was the impossibly tall, darkly handsome guy climbing out of the H...