Keep your cards close and your enemies closer. At least that's what my mom always told me. Becoming a vampire hunter was never in my cards, but it is now that she needs my help. A decade ago vampires seized control of the bars, casinos, and the dark underbelly of society. Now they deal in addiction and bargain with blood, and humans over twenty-five can't fight back against their compulsion. It's made my mother vulnerable––the only family I have left. To save her, I'm forced to make a deal with the devil––one who lives above a casino, wears a crown, and wants to drink my blood. Andrianos Teresi may be dangerous and alluring but I've got a stake hidden up my sleeve. I'll go all in and play his game, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. What I don't expect? The heart that needs guarding is my own.

Cross your heart and hope to live. I should leave them alone and be done with vampires. I finally have my mother back, I’m dating the perfect guy, and I’ve parted ways with Adrian Teresi. But I have an opportunity to help the hunters and hopefully learn something that could save more humans. Not to mention, I need answers about the venom burning through my veins. So I go back to The Alabaster Heart to strike another deal with the vampire prince. The game of cat and mouse that follows is expected, and maybe even a little fun, but nothing prepares me for the day that our games end—and the consequences begin.

Sometimes you win, sometimes you burn. Betrayed by Adrian, I must flee Paris with Leslie Tate. Taking refuge in his Italian compound, his energy-sucking associates promise to help if I pledge myself to their cause. But what if they’re just as bad as the vampires? They’re certainly keeping dangerous secrets, and wanting to wield me as a weapon is one of many. With Queen Brisa’s venom burning hot in my veins and an army of vampires seeking to either turn me or end me, I have no choice but to accept their offer. Our mission? Kill all vampires, starting with the remaining royals. Should be easy now that the blood bonds are the weakest they’ve been in centuries, but my stupid heart is still hopelessly in love with Adrian. Screw my heart, Adrian already broke it. It's his turn to be stabbed in the back.