" When she slipped under the covers and her head met the pillow, she was almost instantly asleep. But not before she placed her fingers against her lips, recalling the brief sensation of a kiss. It had only lasted the barest second before it shattered with the rest of the memory. But it was enough. It was the only kiss she had ever known. And it was paid to her by a monster and a tyrant set to destroy her city and thousands of lives. Nothing in life can ever be simple, can it? "

― Kathryn Ann Kingsley , Heart of Dracula (Immortal Soul, #1)