A billionaire story unlike any other:She asks herself who he could possibly be, convinced that he would never notice her...convinced that no one ever does.She couldn’t have been more wrong.But what she never could have imagined is far from being the strangest part of this tale. For there are shadowy figures holding the strings offstage and the manipulation of Sara Renardine has only just begunA billionaire story unlike any other--She watches him every day. For two months she has spent each lunch hour studying the enigmatic man in a restaurant always filled to overflowing; yet, for two months he is there each day in a booth all to himself.Sara thinks she is safe as she drinks in every gorgeous detail reflected in the bar’s back mirror. She asks herself who he could possibly be, convinced that he would never notice her...convinced that no one ever does.She couldn’t have been more wrong.Chance brings them together and animal lust is unleashed. But what she never could have imagined is far from being the strangest part of this tale. For there are shadowy figures holding the strings offstage and the manipulation of Sara Renardine has only just begun.13,000 wordsAn excerpt:"Who in the hell do you think you are?" she said, wishing she could have shouted the words loudly enough to shatter the windows.Then, instead of raising her voice, her hand arced up in the shadows. It was slow, yet not, passing through the air as quick as an adder's strike, yet time had stilled in the near darkness and it was as though the air was as thick as syrup.Rather than slapping him hard across the face, Sara felt her wrist entrapped in an iron fist.And absurdly, she wondered what was written on the pages that drifted down to alight upon her feet while the shock of his viselike grip still vibrated down her arm.The beautiful lanterns of his eyes locked on to her own as he said, "Do you not know? Do you really not know?"His voice was calm, but his tone was glacial.-Careful...you're on thin ice-"I have no idea who you are," she said, then bit back the rest of what she wanted to say as his eyes softened."Then look at me," he said, his voice as calm as ever, "Right now, look at me and tell me who you think I am. The truth. All of it."Sara took a breath, then said, "You tell people what to do. You are so used to doing it, that you don't notice anymore."He stepped closer to her and the hand holding her wrist did not let go."You're arrogant. You think you're entitled."Another half step closer as he pulled her hand to his chest, forcing her palm against him. Forcing her to feel him.-There are cracks under your feet-"You think you own people."His other hand went to her shoulder and Sara could feel the strong beat of his heart under her palm."And, you are brave. You step in when you see someone in trouble."Then he touched the side of her neck and Sara's breath came more deeply."You are a knight. You saved me...."Pinned in the amber lights of his eyes, Sara knew that it was already too late, the uncertain footing she walked upon had turned to water as she felt herself drowning in his beautiful gaze.He bent down to her, his lips soft against her own, searching for truths other than her words.She pulled back from him, just enough to speak, her own lips brushing his as she said, "But, that doesn't give you the right."His mouth captured hers once more. Warm and velvety. She felt the light rough of a day old beard rasp gently against her skin as she kissed him back."You don't own me," she said, breaking away only to sigh as his hands slid down her sides, then back up again as he cupped both breasts. Strong thumbs drifted across the nipples studding her blouse, swelling even more under his touch."I told you I would give you cause for regret. Now, I shall give you reason for pleasure.”His voice was delicious in her ears, like warm honey as he continued, “And I can promise you that it will not be the last time, not for one nor the other.”Hands that could have crushed the bones of her wrist to powder only seconds before roamed freely upon her body. Strong fingers undid delicate pearl buttons."Turn around...now."

Treachery and subterfuge are all that remain to the man once known as the Marechal de Barristide. Alone, bereft, he plunges into darkness among thieves and criminals, his quest become a deadly threat all its own. The game he is about to play will be his last and most dangerous. His own soul is at stake while he risks honor and identity in a final gambit to end his centuries’ long hunt. A grim promise must be kept, but Melisse knows doubt. Little does she suspect that mastery of her own destiny is an illusion as dark powers intercede and twist her to their will. Both hero and heroine find their paths turned by forces in opposition thus becoming pawns in a greater game of ensnarement and manipulation. Separately, then together, they will at long last confront their common destiny — a diabolical horror that will stop at nothing to destroy them both. This is the final volume of the best-selling series, The Marechal Chronicles.

The saga continues in this installment of the best selling series, The Marechal Chronicles.VOLUME IV, THE CHASEMelisse and the Marechal de Barristide have survived a demonic battle only to find themselves at odds with one another.A noble yet lonely man, the Marechal would have her stay at his side while he searches for the evil behind hideous murders throughout the realm. Yet Melisse believes her destiny lies over the mountains, far from her past.However that same past finds its way back to her and Melisse learns of another murder at House Perene. Only she is too late as she discovers that the blood running in Helene Perene's veins is no more noble than her own.Meanwhile, Silas has learned to play the game of intrigue and deception at the Estril court while he remains captive and consort to a High General's wife. Jealousy threatens his very existence but nothing will stop him as he strives for his own freedom.Behind them all lies the broken tower of the Alchemist. It is a curse to anyone who falls under its shadow. In bitter chagrin, Melisse discovers she is no exception as she makes the attempt to unravel its terrifying mysteries.This is Volume Four in a multi-part series and begins just after the events recounted in The Marechal Chronicles: Volumes I, II and III.

This is a collection of all four, complete episodes (previously published separately): Episode 1--Seduced by the AngelClaire Sawyer's life is about to change in a way that she never could have imagined. Blind since a terrible childhood accident, she dies for the second time in her relatively short life only to find herself in the arms of an angelic being. Is he her guardian angel, or the monster responsible for the deaths of her parents so many years ago? Claire will search for her answers as she is swept up into events involving the divine and their relation to the vampires and werewolves that she encounters in her incredible journey to discover the truth.Episode 2--Taken by the VampireClaire awakens in a hospital room to find a man sitting quietly, waiting for her. Except that he is no ordinary man, adorned as he is with dark wings and burning in black flames. Is it the angel of death, come to take her away at last? Or is he the lord of all vampires, come to steal the prize from his adversary, the Messenger, the being who has healed Claire's blindness?Flying high above the city lights in his cold arms, Claire shall find herself brought to a lonely fortress where blood drinkers await her and werewolves roam the darkness, all of them waiting for the ravishment to come. Episode 3--Claimed by the WolfFrom certain death at the hands of vampires, Claire Sawyer finds herself surrounded by hundreds of wolves. Are they her saviors, or the culmination of the doom that follows her at every turn? Cursed or no, Claire must fight for her survival, even if that means becoming one of them, wolves in heat with just one thing in mind.Episode 4--Redeemed by the ConquerorIn the stunning conclusion to the four part series, Divine Fornication, Claire Sawyer finds herself caught between vampires, werewolves and angels. Three races of beings willing to battle for the one thing they value most--Claire's eternal soul. Will Claire's guardian angel return at last, in her final moments? Or, will she be lost forever to eternal damnation?

Anna Ixstassou is looking for the fast track to the top. Unfortunately, she found what she was looking for and is back for another session at the hands of her boss, Ewan Crest. A witch who just wants to be like everyone else, Anna exalts in the lust that Ewan awakens within her, only hoping that she will not be forced to call upon black magic to save her before the point of no return.