Emery would think Rhys Roman was insane if it wasn’t for this annoying ability she’s had for her entire life: she can read minds. And oddly enough, she can’t read his. Suddenly, Emery is ushered into a dark, deadly underworld of the city she loves where Rhys is reigning king. Or at least he is until the curse plaguing him and his vampires turns them all into feral bloodsuckers. Time is running out. Rhys thinks only Emery can break the curse. She’d tell him to buzz off if every time he was near, her body didn’t turn electric with desire. Rhys has money, power, and a face to die for, but he only has eyes for Emery. The thrill of it is intoxicating, but what happens if she can’t help him? Does he want Emery only to save himself? Or is it Emery that needs saving?