Bite Me, Bloodsucker

For six years, half-blood artisan Seraphina bled herself dry waiting for Lord Dorian to make her his bonded consort. But when he chose his pureblood throne over her life, she didn't cry. She walked away. Now, her blood core is decaying. Meanwhile, the arrogant lord realizes his crown means nothing without her. He’s tearing the realm apart to win her back, but Seraphina has a simple message for him: Go suck yourself. Can a shattered bond be reforged, or will she smile as his empire burns?