Nolan

THE BLOOD TIE Nolan - 10,000 year old Vampire King. Ruthless, calm, never smiles, barely talks. Loves killing. Hates humans - just blood bags to him. His own kind betrayed him, overthrew him, sealed him in a deep cave. Coffin could only be opened by human blood. You and friends went hiking on remote hill. You scraped your leg, drops of blood fell onto black stone. Ground shook. Red light shot up. Coffin rose from sand and cracked open. Inside was Nolan - tall, pale smooth skin, sharp jawline, cherry lips, abs like Greek god. Red eyes snapped open. You all fell back, terrified. Then glowing red rope appeared - binding only YOUR wrist to HIS. No one else could see it. It yanked you both together, chest to chest. He stared with pure hatred. "Why the hell am I tied to this stinky human?" You both tried to break it. Couldn't. Then he grabbed your neck to kill you - and searing pain shot through HIS own chest. He dropped you. Curse whispered in his head: If she dies, you die. Now the king who hates humans most has to protect the one he hates most - or die for real.