When a mysterious letter promised me an inheritance courtesy of a long-lost family in Italy, I probably should have asked more questions. Bur all I had in the California desert was an institutionalized mother and a load of bad memories. I couldn’t run away from that dead-end life fast enough. Instead, I danced straight into the bloody arms of Carmine Montefiore. He’s the monster mothers warn their children about. The capo other families kneel to. A vampire in danger of losing his immortality and his throne. He needs three things to reclaim his power. The knife that will cut and heal him. The bride who will restore his authority. The blood of a Strega that will renew his immortality. Apparently, I’m the answer to all three…except for one thing. He can’t come inside me without an invitation.