Ravencrest High looks like a prestigious boarding school, but the truth is far from that. 

Hidden from humans, it is a training ground for young vampires to master self-control. Humans are enrolled alongside them, because they think it’s just an elite academic program. 

In reality, their presence keeps the vampires in check, providing occasional feeding opportunities under strict supervision. With the humans completely unaware.

Lyra Hale is a new transfer student, hoping for nothing more than a fresh start. She expected a normal school environment. Instead, she finds herself surrounded by students who are weird and secretive.

Kieran Black is everything Ravencrest warns against. A high-ranking vampire from one of the oldest bloodlines, he doesn’t believe in the rules meant to keep vampires in line. 

 He sees the humans not as protected guests, but as tempting puzzles, and he can’t resist the effect Lyra has on him from the first moment he notices her.

Lyra doesn’t know the truth about the school, the vampires, or Kieran.  While she tries to survive in the school, Kieran is drawn to her in ways he can’t fully control. 

With the school having so much unbendable rules, even the authority can’t be trusted. And the most dangerous person on campus might also be the only one willing to protect her.


At Ravencrest, temptation is constant, and love may be the most dangerous mistake of all.


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Lyra was halfway down the east corridor, Ravencrest always felt different at night.

She hugged her books closer to her chest and stopped when she turned a corner, someone stood at the end of the hall.

One foot was propped up behind him, hands in his pockets, head slightly tilted. 

His eyes locked onto hers, dark and intense, like he had been waiting for her. The hallway suddenly felt smaller and tighter.

“Kieran.” 

“You’re really good at pretending I don’t exist.”

“Maybe because you keep showing up where you’re not supposed to be.”

His eyes dropped to her lips for half a second before going back to her face. 

She took a step back as he stepped closer and she froze the second his hand closed over her wrist. 

Then just as her heart threatened to leap out of her chest, his thumb brushed against the delicate skin of her wrist. 

His touch sent a shock of warmth through her, a feeling she couldn’t quite figure out no matter how hard she tried.

She tried to pull back, but before she could, he tugged her closer and suddenly, the space between them disappeared.

Every instinct screamed to push him away, to step back, but she couldn’t. He was just too close.

“Kieran…” she whispered, voice trembling.

The faintest smirk tugging at the corner of his lips, and those enticing grey eyes that she felt drawn in every second she look at him, like gravity itself had shifted.

The way he held her wrist and the way his thumb brushed against them, it was everything but safe.

"What are you doing?"

"I could kiss you."

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He stood directly in front of her now, one hand braced beside her head against the wall while the other still loosely held her wrist.


"Well," he said calmly, "this is interesting."


"Oh? Then why did you come down this very place? You're really terrible at stalking."


"Fine. You followed me, doesn't that mean you want something?"


"When you say it like that, it sounds bad."


Lyra tried pulling her wrist free, his closeness was distracting her too much already.


And unfortunately, the dream immediately resurfaced in her brain at the worst possible moment.


Her face heated instantly. This was awful. Because now she was so damn aware of everything.


"Kieran," her brain felt scrambled at the moment. Her eyes went to his lips without permission. Her subconscious had permanently ruined her ability to function around him.


Chapter 72 - THE FIRST KISS