Blood Lost

Getting shot sucks. What’s worse is waking up after a life-altering event and not remembering anything. Now I have to figure out who I am and decide if that's who I want to be. Because this version of me now, scares me. It also makes me stronger. Who knew things could be so complicated?

The gorgeous man who saved me makes things easier. If Declan Roarke hadn’t stepped in, I would have died. Except that he’s not just a man. He's a vampire. 

With his protection, I'm able to work through my rage at not being able to remember who I am. His caring nature also helps heal me from my injuries. I find some semblance of normalcy. But even with Declan's help, I know something is missing. Or maybe someone? I'm not sure. It feels like I've lost more than just memories. 

When Declan goes up against two vampires who control the opposite half of the city, I feel strangely drawn to them, as if they might be the missing pieces. Can I convince these three bloodthirsty vampires that this is more than about their need to claim me? Because something inside me knows I’ve claimed them first. I need their protection as much as they need to have me. If I can’t, they’ll destroy the city I love.