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Category: Romance
Description: Haunted by his mother's betrayal, Belen McLaine surrendered to his demonic half long ago. For centuries, he's roamed, doing all he can to corrupt those he encounters. But Belen's life changes when a little Yuletide fun goes wrong, and the one woman he can't stay away from is suddenly in need of his protection. Unable to cast her aside, he finds himself on a deadly path to love. The one date Faith Winters shared with Belen was laden with fireworks, but he stayed away until the night of her brutal attack. As danger escalates, he becomes her only safety and shared passion gives way to something deeper, hotter, than she's ever known before. Yet Faith has no idea her greatest threat is the very man who holds her heart. For Belen, even if it means hurting Faith, he must not succumb to love. If he fails, his father's curse promises he'll take Faith's life.
eBook Publisher: The Wild Rose Press, Inc./Black Rose,
eBookwise Release Date: January 2012

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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [202 KB]
Words: 42650
Reading time: 121-170 min.

"Faith, I'm no good for you." With a sad smile, he tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear. "I'll stay close until we figure out if we have more to worry about. If we don't..." He dropped his voice. "I can't do this with you. I can't hurt you, and I know I will."

His quiet words knifed through her, and she swallowed down a lump of heartache. Yeah. This was gonna hurt damn bad. "Belen, you don't--"

Catching gentle hold of her chin, he tipped her gaze to his. "I already am. Don't tell me I'm not--I see it in your eyes." He bent his head and pressed a soft kiss to her temple. "It hurts me, Faith."

The bell dinged, and the elevator doors rolled open. Belen pushed off the wall to escort her into the hall. "Which way?"

"Left. Number 305."

She followed along, numb. One magical night, and this was how it ended. With her saying goodbye at her doorstep, Belen returning to his warehouse, both of them carrying a boatload of feeling for the other. Three weeks would go by. She'd contact him. Then...what? They went their separate ways forever?

The idea twisted her heart painfully. There had to be another way. A means of convincing him she didn't need promises of forever. That they could take their time, tackle each day as it started.

As they reached her door, she dug her keys out of her purse. Rote habit lifted her hand.

Belen's caught her by the wrist and jerked her hand aside. "Stop."

Confused, she gave him a puzzled look. His expression was dark. Hard lines etched into his already defined features, and his eyes flashed with dangerous light as he stared at her door. Slowly, Faith turned to examine what had caught his attention.