Bloodstruck

On Valentine’s night, sommelier Vivian Cross pours a rare vintage in an underground club that hums with low music and candle smoke. The man at the bar watches her like he already knows her name. Darius Valen is calm, unreadable, and impossible to ignore. One look from him unsettles her in ways she can’t explain.

He sees too much. Hears what she doesn’t say. And when their hands brush over the stem of a glass, something shifts. Vivian feels it in her pulse, in the quiet space behind her ribs. What she doesn’t know is that Darius carries an old secret. He’s a vampire, bound by blood and time. And she’s the one his kind waits lifetimes to find.

One taste could tie them together forever. Power. Hunger. A bond that can’t be undone. But an enemy from Darius’s past is already moving, determined to end Vivian before that connection can take hold.

As danger closes in, desire becomes harder to resist. Trust comes slower. Vivian must choose whether to step into a world that doesn’t let go or walk away from the one man who makes her feel awake.

How much would you risk for a thirst that never fades?

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A standalone novel in the intoxicating Heartstruck Valentine supernatural romance series where love strikes with immortal hunger.

The Heartstruck Valentine series drops you into a world where desire isn’t safe and love never plays fair. On one charged Valentine’s night, ordinary lives crash into immortal ones predators in human skin, clever fae with sharp smiles, demons who know exactly what they want, and monsters waking to hunger they can’t ignore.

Ancient ties stir. Temptation takes hold. What begins as attraction turns into something heavier, darker, harder to escape. Each standalone story follows lovers pulled together by forces older than reason, where trust is risky and wanting the wrong person can change everything.

These paranormal romances bring high heat, real danger, and relationships forged under pressure. The stakes are personal. The pull is relentless. And once the bond forms, there’s no walking away unchanged.

What happens when desire refuses to let go?