I came to Paris for croissants, not coffins.
Susie After my ex ran off with his secretary, I decided I’d take our nonrefundable dream trip anyway.
Paris was supposed to be my rebound romance with the city itself, late-night wine, a fling or two, and definitely no strings.
Then I got lost in the catacombs, tripped over a cracked marble slab, and woke up… him. Pale. Perfect. Arrogant as sin. Raoul.
He looks like he stepped straight out of a history book, or a very expensive fever dream. And somehow, he thinks I owe him for disturbing his beauty sleep. He’s infuriating. He’s magnetic.
And when shadows start stirring in the tunnels, I realize Paris might not just steal my heart, it might devour it.
Raoul Three centuries of slumber, and I wake to a woman who smells like sunlight and heartbreak. She babbles, she insults me, she fascinates me. Humans used to tremble before my name.
Now this one waves a “phone” in my face and tells me I’m “mansplaining.” I should compel her to forget me. I should go back to sleep. But something else woke when I did.
Something ancient, hungry, and vengeful. Suddenly, I find myself protecting this stubborn mortal as if she were my last breath. She says she doesn’t want another man.
Unfortunately for both of us, I’m not a man. I’m temptation wrapped in eternity, and I never lose.
Vacation with the Vampire is part of the Monsters and Margaritas shared author series. It features one ancient vampire and a vacation goer looking for distractions, not romance.
