Kensington's Soul

ISBN Digital: 978-1-61217-470-9
ISBN Print: 978-1-60154-553-4
Page Count: 308
Word Count: 0
Rating: Spicy(PG13)
MSRP: 6.00

Four centuries ago, a spurned lover damned Lord Zachary Kensington to eternity as a vampire. Convinced no woman could love the beast within, he concentrates his attention on the quest for redemption. He now stalks evil in the 21st century, working as a police detective. His job puts him up close and personal with Dr. Miranda James when she is carjacked. The sensual doctor captures his heart, but before he can claim her as his, Zacke's past comes back to haunt him.

Miranda James falls hard and fast for the seductive Detective Zacke Kensington, but the closer she gets to him the more elusive he becomes. His mysterious air grates on her nerves and when she discovers him kissing a beautiful woman, Miranda is devastated.

Tables turn when ex-lover and vampire, Gabriella designates Miranda as her next meal. Miranda swears off of men while Zacke vows to stop Gabriella's vindictive murder spree before she turns Savannah into a city of carnage.

PRINT ISBN 1-60154-553-3
(308 pages) Spicy


He could hear her heart beating within her chest. He wondered if she could hear the racing of his own heart.

“It must have been the wind.” Miranda's words broke the quiet.

The disappointment he heard in her voice prompted him to step forward. He stopped himself before he reached the bed and took her in his arms. It would do no good to frighten her to death. Calling back his concentration, which had scattered to the four winds upon hearing his name, he whispered a comfort prayer. He completed it with an urgent command for her to sleep.

The sun's rays now crested the treetops. He needed to be gone. But still he didn't move. He waited until Miranda slid back down in the bed and her breathing relaxed before he allowed his desire to overcome his common sense.

He approached her slumbering body. The purity of her face, still marred by a score of tear-tracks, looked beautiful beyond belief. Although he felt the rays of the sun heat his skin, he had one more thing to do: a safety prayer to keep Gabriella out along with any henchmen she might send to do her dirty work.

That done, Zacke leaned down and brushed her lips with his own. The sweetness pulling at him threatened to drop him to his knees. He fought the urge to lie at her side. It would mean his death—but to die in Miranda's arms would be worth the agony.

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