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

"There you are, you lazy son of a bitch!" a strong male voice said, waking me from my slumber in the barn. I enjoyed lying in the hay as a cool breeze flowed through the barn this early morning, but the air would quickly become sultry, as summer was fast approaching.


I slowly opened my eyes to my best friend, Lord Raif, Knight of England. I rubbed my then brown eyes and quickly looked around, realizing where I was. 


"What in God's name do you think you are doing, passing out in my barn like this?" he bellowed in his thick British accent. He was only a few years older than myself, but already in charge of all the knights in the kingdom. 


"You were the one who brought me here," I said, remembering the tankards of ale that we had downed the night before. "Sorry. I must have passed out in your barn, you bastard."


Chapter 118