Maureen Sinclair has a secret that could rock the modern world. More than just a charming antique set with unusual stones, the copper band she wears on her forearm is an ancient amulet with healing powers. The amulet was forged by the gods.

Her world is turned upside down by danger and betrayal when two men discover her secret. One is a scholar. One is a madman.

Now Maureen must fight for her very life and that of the man she loves while protecting that secret.

Blush: This is a suggestive romance (love scenes are not graphic)

My name is Zoe Tempest. Don’t let this blonde-haired, blue-eyed Barbie Doll exterior fool you. I’m a vampire hunter. I have been ever since Dere, the king of bad-ass vamps murdered my parents and I went to live with my uncle, Julian Kilmer. Maybe you’ve heard of him. He’s a renowned paranormal metaphysical author. But in the world of the undead, he’s known and feared as a vampire slayer. Besides slaughtering my parents, Dere destroyed everyone that Uncle Julian ever loved. In doing so, Dere forged a bond between us thicker than the blood that binds us. After I moved in with Uncle Julian, and learned to fight, I got my revenge and turned Dere’s butt to dust. At least, I think I did. Since Uncle Julian and I came to Vampire Bay on a vamp hunting expedition I’ve begun to wonder…

His feet splayed his fist on his hips, he stood with his back to me facing the window. Power radiated from him. I could feel it like a cloak…or a shroud.

The wolves outside the window began to whimper and back away.

Icy fingers of fear crawled up my spine. The hair on my neck rose. Moonlight pooled around his tall muscled body and threw a long black shadow across the floor.

Inch by inch the wolves backed up, whining, uneasy. The thumping at the door ceased.

What the—? This is way past weird. I don’t know of any pranics with this kind of power. I locked my wobbly knees and lifted my chin fighting against the trembles. I knew if I gave in to it, I would shake so badly, I’d be banging against the door like those ravening werewolves were only moments before.

I waited, dreading the moment he would turn to face me. The seconds stretched.

He swung around. His mouth closed. Relief like a monsoon swept through me. At the moment, I didn’t think I could deal with the man of my dreams drawing back his lips and exposing fangs.

“What are you? Who are you?” I asked through chattering teeth.

On the surface, Gillian Stone has it all: wealth, beauty, and the freedom to come and go as she pleases…at least from sunset to dawn. From dawn to dusk, she’s grounded in several hundred pounds of marble. And if that’s not bad enough, her life expectancy is preordained to be short…unless, she can find a certain genie and reverse the wish-spell.

My name is Zoe Tempest. Just let me say, I had no intention of becoming a vampire hunter. My world revolved around the trendiest clothes, the boy of the week, shopping, and texting.

I always tried to downplay the fact that I’m really quite intelligent. I’d much rather be considered blonde and clueless. It’s so much easier to get dates.

My parents were well-off and indulgent. I was the center of their universe. I’m afraid I took that for granted.

One odd thing, my mother insisted I take self-defense training. I just figured she wanted to keep her little princess safe. But looking back, perhaps she had a premonition.

To my surprise, I took to it like a kid to Pop Tarts. I ended up with a black belt in karate. It’s an excellent form of exercise. Not that I need to worry about that like some of the poor things in my class. I’m a 5’7” blonde, with blue eyes and a kick-ass figure. Barbie’s got nothing on me.

My life was as close to perfect as a seventeen year old's can get. I had everything. Then my parents were murdered and my world came crashing down.

After their funeral, I went to live with my uncle Julian Kilmer. That’s when everything changed. In a manner more terrifying than anything I could have imagined.