Let sleeping dogs lie...

Don't stir up the past.

Especially when that past is an ancient, feral vampire sleeping at the bottom of an aged cobblestone well, one who is famished for blood, determined to claim you, and haunted by mystical shadows...remnants from the past.

Long ago, in a Romanian castle, the last females of a dying race called him Nanaşule. Godfather. One who wields the powers of the gods, yet behaves as Father, one who is both respected and beloved...at least before the Blood Curse.

One who hails from a long line of powerful mages who served the monarchy faithfully.

But something is different about Fabian Antonescu. He is haunted by visions of a golden hawk and a copper-eyed raven--cryptic vials of blood--and he will do anything to remain one step ahead of his memories. For the secrets shrouded in the fog could change everything.

Gwendolyn Hamilton, as strong as she is, has already survived the unthinkable. She didn't ask to be thrust into a predatory world of vampires, warriors, and ancient mages. She didn't ask to be taken by Fabian.

Yet one touch of a stone, one electrical current, one fateful moment when a vampire's eyes met hers were more than enough to set off an explosion -- and cause a thunderous BLOOD ECHO.

If she hopes to survive, she must answer back...

To the call of the wild to a savage vampire.

To the demands of antiquity in a modern world.

To the threat and promise of a looming Blood Moon and the destiny that awaits her.