An insatiable need burns inside him that can only be quenched by one thing… her.
He’d spent centuries alone and had found a measure of contentment with his life. Then he saw her. He had to have her, no matter the risk, no matter the cost. Nothing would stop him. Not even her.
Layla’s life is good. Well, until she passes out in the back seat of a limo after a book signing, and wakes up tied to a bed. Then things aren’t so swell. Turns out life can mirror fiction. Just like the heroine in her book, she’s been abducted.
By a Vampire. And to make matters worse, he’s pure sex in jeans. And he doesn’t intend to let her go.
He might not intend on her leaving, but she’s dead set on it. It’s a battle of wits and wants as passions flare. A contest to see who will emerge the victor and who will end up on their knees.
In a world where no one is what they appear to be, where reality is a construct invented to make us feel safe, they know the truth. The Others are not myth or legend. They are here. They will be feared.
And desired.