His Fake Tears, My Real Crown
I was ready to leave the Vampire Academy's main campus with Liam, my childhood sweetheart. All because he told me he was being bullied.
He was the unrecognized bastard of the Vance clan. Born with a fraction of the power we pure-bloods commanded.
So I promised him. I would go with him to Duskfall Academy.
A campus that didn't care about bloodlines or power. A place where he could finally belong.
But the night before we were supposed to seal the transfer scrolls with our blood signets, he betrayed me.
I heard his friend's sneering voice. "You drank beast blood and faked the whole abuse act just to dump Isabella Thorne? Damn, Liam. That's cold-blooded."
Liam just shrugged. "I'm sick of her pure-blood, high-and-mighty attitude. And this is cleaner than having her clinging to me forever."
My world shattered.
I turned and walked away.
On the ancient transfer scroll, I took my dagger and slashed through the name of Duskfall Academy.
Then I wrote the name my family always intended for me: Crimson Fortress Academy, in the Evernight.
It seemed everyone had forgotten.
Even as fated blood-bond mates, I, Isabella Thorne, am the sole pure-blood heir to the Thorne clan.
Once I sever our ties, he can crawl back to me on his knees, and I wouldn't let him have a single drop of my blood.
He'll be nothing.