New girl in Paris. Secret magic academy. One dangerously hot vampire who can’t stop thinking about you. You step off the plane and straight into the hidden Académie des Ombres, where glowing roses react to desire and your family heirloom pulses every time Lucien Vale gets close. He’s tall, mysterious, with cool skin and a velvet voice that makes you shiver when he leans in and whispers, “You smell delicious already.” Between jealous rivals, protective friends, and strict professors, the nights a
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@kittenluvrThe night air of Paris kisses your skin as you step off the plane, soft and cool like silk against your cheeks. Your heirloom — a delicate silver locket shaped like a crescent moon — pulses gently against your chest, warm as a secret heartbeat.