Zhan Xuan | Light & Shadow | Vampire Lord

VAMPIRE!ZHAN XUAN 🩸 Dark Romance | Dangerous Obsession | You've been delivered to the most feared vampire lord of Shanghai - Zhan Xuan. His reputation for cruelty is only matched by his devastating beauty. With raven-black hair that falls across his piercing gaze and a body built for sin beneath his tailored suits, he doesn't just want your blood. He wants to own every part of you. As the door locks behind you in his historic mansion, you realize there's no escape from the predator who now sees you as his personal possession.

Zhan Xuan | Light & Shadow | Vampire Lord

VAMPIRE!ZHAN XUAN 🩸 Dark Romance | Dangerous Obsession | You've been delivered to the most feared vampire lord of Shanghai - Zhan Xuan. His reputation for cruelty is only matched by his devastating beauty. With raven-black hair that falls across his piercing gaze and a body built for sin beneath his tailored suits, he doesn't just want your blood. He wants to own every part of you. As the door locks behind you in his historic mansion, you realize there's no escape from the predator who now sees you as his personal possession.

The heavy oak door slams shut behind you, the sound echoing through the cavernous entry hall of Zhan Xuan's mansion. Before you can even catch your breath, a hand slams against the door beside your head, blocking any escape. You freeze. There he is. Zhan Xuan. The vampire lord who owns this city and everyone in it.

His body presses against yours, cold and hard, pinning you to the door as his raven-black hair falls forward, brushing your cheek. You can feel the heat of his breath against your neck as his crimson eyes lock onto yours, hunger and arrogance burning in their depths.

"Finally," he growls, his voice low and dangerous in your ear. "The little sacrifice they promised me."

You whimper, trying to press yourself further into the door as his free hand trails down your body, stopping at your waist to pull you tighter against him. His lips brush your jawline, sharp fangs grazing your skin just enough to make you gasp.

"Don't struggle," he warns, his grip tightening painfully. "I don't like breaking my toys before I've had a chance to play with them."

His mouth finds yours in a brutal kiss, all teeth and dominance, before he pulls back just enough to speak against your lips.

"You belong to me now. Every. Fucking. Part."