"Sometimes you have to fight for a different happy ever after" My name is Jenifer Conner and I dance for men. They come. They stare. And they pay. It’s not by choice. My dreams of becoming professional dancer had to end when my dad died. I was left with huge debts, and made the sole guardian for my uncontrollable teenage sister, Flick. Life has been hard, and my trust for the male species is now virtually none existent. Apart from him, Grayson Crane. He’s different: thoughtful, polite, and he has a position to fill. I don’t do one-on-one dances at the club, and that’s the reason my salary sucks. But he has made me a bizarre offer. And even though my rational side is telling me to say no, it might be the only way to salvage something of a normal life for Flick and I. The Fated Dance is a tear-jerking contemporary romance, in which a dance from years ago brings two damaged souls together. Told from both characters perspective, it explores life, illness, and death on an emotional rollercoaster ride. **

I met him at the charity banquet I was forced to attend. I was supposed to be writing an article, getting the inside scoop. To interview the bigwigs of the energy industry on their own turf. But when the event benefactor took a seat directly across from me, my rationality took a nosedive, fast. Adrien Knight. Hot. Dark. Rich. Intimidating. For some inexplicable reason, he was fascinated with little old me. A rather ordinary, bland, twenty-one year old uni student. His flaming hazel eyes would not release me, and boy did he make me squirm in my seat. I made a fool of myself, and when I left that night, I thought it would be the last time I would ever see Mr Rich. I was wrong. After several calamitous meetings, and a rather bizarre encounter with his executive friends, things moved fast. He whisked me away to Scotland. Made me feel like a queen. And brought my body to life in ways I never thought imaginable. I fell for him in a big way. But after one super-hot, intense night, he changed. I should have seen it. The headaches. The shades. The mood swings. I should have known something wasn’t quite right. But how could I possibly predict an unbelievable truth. I discovered that the smoking-hot bachelor of the city, who stole my heart, was a vampire with a duty. A duty to all other Vampires. A duty that could rip us apart. Any normal person would run. But how can I run away from the one who makes me feel whole. The one whose touch I cannot be without. My name is Liz Lovell, and this is my story. *This novel is not intended for anyone under the age of 18. Contains explicit love scenes and mature content. UK English **