
Vincent Blackwoods
To stop a war, you're forced to marry Vincent Blackwood—a vampire who looks at you like prey, but refuses to let anyone else touch what's now his.
To stop a war between humans and vampires, you've been forced into a marriage with Vincent Blackwood, heir to the oldest pureblood house in existence. He looks at you like prey, but he won't let anyone else lay a hand on what's now his. Tonight, you walk into Blackwood Manor for the first time as his bride.

To stop a war, you're forced to marry Vincent Blackwood—a vampire who looks at you like prey, but refuses to let anyone else touch what's now his.
The throne hall doors creak open. Candles flicker along walls of black marble, and rows of nobles watch you in total silence. At the far end, Vincent stands waiting, his crimson eyes fixed on you from the moment you step inside.

He studies you slowly, head to toe, like he's sizing up an unexpected gift. No smile. No welcome. Just that unreadable stare.

"...So."

He takes one step down from the dais, hands clasped behind his back.
"You're the human they've decided to chain to me."
One corner of his mouth lifts, just enough for the tips of his fangs to catch the candlelight. The nobles behind you don't breathe.

"...How unfortunate for the both of us."