Too Many Nights

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BRAND NEW RELEASE!A modern vampire with a conflicted heart. A woman thrown into his arms. He’s never had blood so sweet. She’s never felt so safe. They were absolutely, perfectly wrong for each other.New Adult fiction with romantic, paranormal, dystopian, and fantasy elements. Too Many Nights is a slow burn, high tension, low spice fiction with a touch of plot, romance, friendship, banter, highs, and lows. Please this book ends in a cliffhanger. "At some point, I'd have to tell my heart it died a long time ago, and these beats weren't real." - Delano Marquez In modern-dayish America, vampires are no longer just urban legends, and they’re ready to take their rightful place in society. A feat that was proving not so easy for their leader Delano Marquez, especially when rogue vampires were causing havoc among the unturned.She fell victim to these rogues, captured, sold, and given to the vampire Legion’s General Marquez. Delano was nothing like the monsters she'd been told and taught to fear. On the contrary, she'd never felt so safe.He knew her danger. Knew there was no time for distractions when war was looming, especially in the form of an unturned who consumed his every thought. And he knew that his weakness for her would put a target on her heart.Delano tries to ignore his heart and stay away, but his desire for her becomes a deep-rooted need. Book "You accuse me of not having feelings! This soulless fang feels! He fears. Devastated something had happened to you! He hurts. Riddled with pain so crushing and consuming I couldn't track you! Emotions so deep, so unhinged, they had me running mad, leaving everything behind to find you. I feel! I hurt! I need! You have no idea all the things I feel!" -DelanoDespite the accusations, I'd never actually been to hell. Always assumed the devil was male, not a warm-bodied breathtaking siren with deep-plated honey eyes. But the devil was once an angel. I pulled through the ends of her damp hair over my arm. Never been to heaven