Loving a human woman with anxiety is hard. It's even harder when you're a brooding, gothic, antisocial vampyr with an insatiable hunger for her blood, among other things...
Meet Lucien Sabatini, a 200-year-old vampyr elite who doesn't adhere to the accepted stereotypes of being a creature of the night. He's walled himself off from others for hundreds of years to avoid emotions, and he's been an unfeeling mess ever since. But when his interest is piqued by a beautiful woman in a newspaper photo, he finds himself driven to hunt her down and orchestrate her presence in his Italian villa for a week. He must bring himself to keep from devouring her when the Thirst takes over him, but when her time in Italy is up, will he be able to let her go?
And when his sordid past as a human finally catches up to him, will it cost Lucien more than he's willing to give up?
The Thirst is the story of Izzy, an American Assistant Museum Curator, and Lucien, an ancient Italian lothario-turned-vampyr from the 1800s. When the anxiety-riddled Izzy finally has her wish to be whisked away from her less-than-perfect life fulfilled, she finds herself in the arms of the most handsome, alluring, and downright dangerous man she's ever met. Lucien hasn't felt anything in AGES, his soul becoming an unfeeling mess. But with Izzy's help, and his undeniable attraction to her, he's about to be feeling a whole lot more.
Lizzania "Izzy" Stanton, the 28-year-old daughter of two socialites with no time to spare, had grown up being the family outcast, raised by the nanny. And when she was tucked in each night, the nanny would remind Izzy not to let a foot slip out from under the covers, or hang over the bed. The monsters of the night preyed on the exposed and vulnerable and would whisk a young beauty like herself off without a second thought.
But Izzy had a secret. For half her life, she'd been flirting with danger, hanging a single foot over her bed each night, in the hopes that one of those monsters would actually come to whisk her away from her life. Anything would be better than this droll existence. Sure, she knew it would never happen, but it was her little inside joke.
Until HE showed up.
Lucien was an old vampyr; an Elite. His power was unmatched, and he had never wanted for anything. But his existence was a lonely one, with only an immortal butler as a companion. Having had long since given up on human relationships, his solitude had become his prison. But when the quiet, beautiful Izzy began thawing his cold, emotionless heart, would he push her away, too? Or would he find a way to keep her, taking her very life in the process, and dooming her to an eternity of suffering and loneliness?
