Sophie Slade is the author of paranormal and contemporary romance. She started writing at the age of fourteen when she took a Creative Writing class and she was hooked. After college, she worked as a reporter, but went back to her first love--writing fiction. Sophie believes that love conquerors all, which is reflected in her stories. Sophie has a Bachelor of Arts in Communications, News Editorial sequence, from the University of Tennessee at Martin, and a minor in English. She currently resides in Florida with her husband, children, a persnickety cat, and a very bossy dog. Look for her books anywhere books are sold.

As the head of the North Vampire Coven and owner of Caprice Casino and Club Moroii, alpha-male billionaire Lance Steel has more money and incredible good looks than any one man deserves. He is a great husband and father, but he’s also a vampire. His wife, Leila, is human and his son is a dhampir—half human and half vampire—but in order to live a human life with his wife and son, he wants to become human again.

As a brilliant doctor and scientist, Leila has developed a sunlight serum, and friends Amy and Elias are working on a cure for vampirism, but is Lance willing to give up his vampire and become human again for his family? Or will his decision cost him the lives of his wife and son, and the destruction of his entire coven? Which path will he choose at the crossroads?

WARNING 18+: This book contains material that may be considered offensive to some readers, which includes graphic language, explicit sex, and adult situations.


Eternally Yours

The upstairs level was circular and rooms jettisoned off in every direction. Lance and I passed by one door and a man walked out as moans of pleasure came from inside the room. The door quickly closed as a bouncer stepped in front of it, blocking everyone's way. Another room we passed contained diners seated within, talking casually, enjoying each other's company. Ballroom music emanated from yet another room, where patrons swayed, looking like professional dancers.


Lance led me to another room where two bouncers stood guard. "Good evening, Mr. Steel," both of them said in unison, each opening a door. We walked into the darkened room and Lance led me to a private table. I looked around and we were the only ones in this room. The room was impeccably decorated with a few small tables, designed for private parties. Soft music played from hidden speakers, a large sectional couch stretched around the full perimeter of the room, and large pillows were placed carefully about. 


Chapter 27