Hector

Can anyone resist the kiss of the Vampire Prince?

Definitely not.

Selene, the witch, had fallen for my alluring beauty, so who was she to compare?

She drew me in, her hands crossed behind my neck—something I had craved since the first day I laid my eyes on her.

Here she was, ready to be claimed by me. But just then, Selene's words echoed in my ears: "Touch her and die!" I recalled loud and clear.

But with Selene, one could never be so sure. Maybe she said that to stop me from touching ...