I’m cleaning the bedroom of an intimidating vampire when I realize I’m falling hard for Tall, Dark and Sharp-fanged.

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Oh heck. This is nutty, considering I insulted this slightly scary Vampire King on my first day of work and somehow wasn’t fired on the spot. Now I’m permanently assigned to his private chambers in the castle tower, trying to keep my head down, my hot fantasies and sarcastic comments to myself.

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It’s not working.

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The King is gorgeous in that brooding, dangerous, all-black-leather way most vampires have. Each time he catches me staring, his eyes flash with a reciprocal amount of dark heat.

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I need to stay away and stop chatting with him. This vampire is my blood sworn enemy and I’m spying on him to help my brother plot his murder.

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But royal vampires are much kinder than I ever thought possible. His people adore him, and he treats his staff like family.

Which leaves me really confused.

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And when a massive snowstorm hits the castle, I’m trapped in the guest wing with Sexy Vampire King.

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He corners me in the hallway, his fangs visible, his breath ragged. “You’re my mate,” he growls.

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“No, I’m... I’m your maid,” I whisper back.

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His eyes flash pure black. “Not anymore.”