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

I walked down the hallway after leaving Ms. Johnston's room, thinking about what she had told me, as shock and disbelief filled my body. I just couldn't bring myself to think that a vampire I had an affair with was responsible for my husband's death. Could Lance have killed Steven to get to me? I suddenly remembered what he had said: that he didn't want to share. I shuttered at the thought as tears came to my eyes. If this was true, then I was indirectly responsible for my husband's  and his mistress'  deaths. I quickly pushed the thought aside, unable to accept it. It was just too much. I couldn't let my mind go down that slippery slope. If I did, my heart would go so far into a pit that I feared it would never recover. 


Suddenly, I felt sick to my stomach at the thought. I covered my mouth quickly and ran to the bathroom, then threw up everything that was in my stomach into the toilet. 


Chapter 49