Dear Reader,
Have you ever wanted to know what it's like to be immortal? To journey through
the night stalking the evil that preys on humans? To have unlimited wealth,
unlimited power? That is my existence, and it is dark and dangerous. I play
hero to thousands, but am known to none. And I love every minutes of it.
Or so I thought until one night when I woke up handcuffed to my worst
nightmare: a conservative woman in a button-down shirt. Or in Amanda's case,
one buttoned all the way up to her chin. She's smart, sexy, witty, and wants
nothing to do with the paranormal–in other words, me.
My attraction to Amanda Devereaux goes against everything I stand for. Not to
mention the last time I fell in love it cost me not only my human life, but
also my very soul. Yet every time I look at her, I find myself wanting to try
again. Wanting to believe that love and loyalty do exist.
Even more disturbing, I find myself wondering if there's any way a woman like
Amanda can love a man whose battle scars run deep, and whose heart was damaged
by a betrayal so savage that he's not sure it will ever beat again.
"" “Kyrian of Thrace”
