Love hadn’t existed in this world. Only hate, deceit and lies, but by letting him in I’d let all of that crumble.By letting me in he’d done the same, and now we were engaged in an even deadlier game than before.

Vampires are fond of their games. But the games that They play are different than the variants that I'm familiar with. The rules were made to be bent, broken, shattered—and somebody always gets hurt.Always.