
380 readers · 15 chapters · 5 free
They call me a curse. A monster. The witch of the frozen peaks. And for good reason. A single drop of my blood can melt an immortal's veins from the inside out. Choosing solitude over being treated like a plague, i built my sanctuary in the cold mountains to be left alone. Until the night, the infamous Prince Malakor collapses on my doorstep. Cursed with dark shadow-rot, he knows he won't survive the night. He also knows there is only one thing powerful enough to burn the dark magic out of his system: my blood. Consumed with desperation and a will to live, he begs for my blood and despite my warning, takes his chances and drinks it anyway. Rather than succumbing to the grasp of death, it cures him. However, it also locks his body into a feverish addiction. Now, my blood is the only drug his system craves, and he will tear down the world to keep his supply close. When a magical blizzard traps us inside my estate together, the line between irritation and passion slowly fades. And with his treacherous brother on the hunt and the realm hanging in the balance, our dark obsession might be the only thing powerful enough to save us... Or destroy us both.