Hunting Prince Dracula (Stalking Jack the Ripper Book 2)

Science was an altar I knelt before, and it blessed me with solace.

True, I want your father’s approval. But I want your permission. No one else’s. This can’t work any other way. You are not mine to take.

The universe is vast. A mathematical equation even I have no hope of solving. For there are no limits to the stars; their numbers are infinite. Which is precisely why I measure my love for you by them. An amount too boundless to count.