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

"Come, Leila," Charlotte said, matter of fact, slipping her arm through mine as we walked away, as if we were old friends. "Are you all right?"


I nodded, as my heart steadied, wondering if I could trust her. "What are you doing here, Charlotte?"


"Believe it or not, I just so happened to be in the neighborhood," she said with a sly smile. The sounds of the two men screaming in the alley behind us rushed to my ears, but Charlotte paid no attention.


I nodded as we walked around another corner, headed toward my house. "Thank you for that," I said, relieved. At least if Charlotte killed me, I wouldn't have to endure everything that the creeps had in store for me.


"Oh, it's my pleasure," Charlotte said, her voice syrupy sweet. "Us girls have to stick together, don't we?"


"Tell me, how did you come to be in that alley with those men?"


I bit my lower lip, wondering how much to tell her. "I was following a scent."


Chapter 38