Lara is about to find out if vampires do exist.
Lara Bennett only plans to take a few minutes of Michael Valaine’s time—just enough to ask him a few quick questions about his family’s strange heritage. After all, a snowstorm is about to bear down on the area, and she fully intends to be on her way before the first snowflake falls.
But nothing goes as planned.
For starters, Michael Valaine isn’t just any man—he’s drop-dead gorgeous, the kind of man who makes Lara’s pulse race the moment she steps through the door. Worse, he claims to be a vampire. She’s torn between thinking he’s playing some twisted game to get rid of her or, worse, that he might actually believe what hes saying. Either way, Lara knows one thing… she needs to get out of his house and fast.
Then the storm hits—hard. Blinding snow traps her inside, leaving her no choice but to ride it out in the unsettling presence of a man who might be crazy or might actually be a vampire.
Just as Lara starts to question her own sanity, she sees Michael’s eyes flare an unnatural, menacing red. His lips curl back into a feral snarl, and she catches the gleam of sharp, descending fangs.
Lara’s about to find out, firsthand, the information she came looking for the sexual appetites of vampires?
