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Y/n loves vampire romance novels, so when she meets Cassian, a pale, old-fashioned man who carries a black umbrella, keeps a centuries-old raven, and makes suspiciously specific comments about vampires, she assumes he’s simply committed to the aesthetic. Cassian, unfortunately, is telling the truth. He is a real vampire, and from the moment he meets her, everything about y/n pulls at him: her scent, her heartbeat, her smile, even the strange way his glamour refuses to work on her. He tries to keep his distance, but the longer he knows her, the harder that becomes. She thinks he’s joking. He’s becoming obsessed. And eventually, one badly timed taste of her blood may prove that neither of them understood just how deeply they were already bound.