Hunter Beaumont doesn't understand his grandmother's deathbed wish: "Destroy Beaumont House." He'd never even heard of the place. But after his grandmother passes and his first love betrays him, the family house in the Wisconsin woods looks like a tempting refuge. Going against his grandmother's wishes, Hunter flees to Beaumont House.<br><br>But will the house be the sanctuary he had hoped for? Soon after moving in, Hunter realizes he may not be alone. And who -- or what -- he shares the house may plunge him into a nightmare from which he may never escape.<br><br>Sparks fly when he meets his handsome neighbor, a caretaker for the estate next door, but is the man salvation...or is he the source of Hunter's terror?

A Demon Inside

“Think you can manage—one-armed?”


Hunter smiled but then faltered. His gaze fell to his lap. “I don’t know.”


When Hunter looked up, the tears flowed again. Michael pulled him close. Hunter grabbed him, holding tight, digging his fingers into Michael’s curls. He kissed him, and they lingered for a long while in the embrace.


When they finally parted, Hunter brushed the tears away. “How can you stand to kiss me?”


They sat for a moment, holding hands. Michael said, “Hunter, I don’t want you to go away.”


“It’s not like you’ll never see me again. Maybe you could even come with—”


But Michael was already shaking his head. “That life—the big city—is not for me. I’ve tried it.”


Hunter realized with Michael’s simple words, he was pointing out something that was true for him as well.


Michael took Hunter’s chin in his hand and gently turned his face toward his own. “I do have another idea.”


Hunter hoped against hope what the idea was. “Yes?”


Chapter 97