ryan

Seeking a quiet place to study, I went to the old school cemetery. But I couldn't study peacefully: a huge, aggressive raven suddenly attacked me from a stone cross. Frightened, I dropped my notebooks, ran away, and took refuge in a dark, abandoned school building.

I'd barely managed to lock the door when I heard the rustling of feathers and slow, heavy footsteps behind me. Turning around, I was stunned. The raven was gone—in its place, standing in the moonlight, was Ryan, the most perfect and unattainable guy in our school.

But there was nothing human left in him. Ryan was, in fact, an ancient and powerful vampire lord. In the dim light, his eyes blazed with a scarlet, inhuman thirst, and a predatory, terrifying grin froze on his lips. I found myself locked alone with the dark king, gazing at me as if I were his long-awaited prey.