Hi! My name is Charlotte, and I own the cupcake shop on the corner—the sole dessert place open late in our neighborhood. My shop has quite a few regular customers but none are as devoted as Viktor—Mr. Tall, Dark, and Serious. I give him the special treatment, including extra sprinkles on the cupcakes he buys yet never eats, and offering him private tours of my walk-in pantry. Viktor is a very kinky guy. I never see him before sundown, and he's a biter. Yep, I did him, in the pantry, amongst the boxes of cupcake wrappers and the bags of chocolate chips. During that encounter, he took a little nip out of luscious Lottie, that would be me, and tonight, he's back for more. He says he has plans for me. I hope they don't include clothes.

I'm Helena and I'm no delicate flower, my rough touch making former paranormal lovers cry. I'm looking for someone big and strong and preferably not a wolf, especially not that alpha wolf I have stalking me. I'm not attracted to him—no matter how wide his shoulders or how high his pain tolerance. I'm not that foolish. Lasting relationships between wolves and vampires are forbidden, and this male has the gleam of forever in his wild eyes. He is determined to make me his mate and that, I know, will break the fragile peace between our species. There's a thin, blood-red line between enemies and lovers. I'm about to cross it.