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SynopsisOne night of shadows. One night of bliss. One night of evil.

Katherine Regina Vandercamp has everything. Wealth. Beauty. Social standing. She’s the heiress to the Vandercamp fortune and engaged to the man of her dreams. One night it all shatters…

Finding her fiancé with another woman, she is distraught and makes a reckless decision to go with a friend to a sex club. Needing total anonymity, she has sex with a stranger in a room of total darkness, a sensuous cocoon of silky shadows. She has no idea who this man is or what he looks like. But it is in the shadows she finds solace. In the shadows she finds bliss.

She can’t forget this stranger’s touch, his taste, his scent. He infiltrates her dreams and holds her thoughts and body captive. But had she made a false assumption about her fiancé? Had he really been unfaithful? She regrets her hasty actions and is tormented by guilt. She is determined to marry the man she loves and forget her stranger.

Sinister events unfolded at the sex club. There was a gruesome murder and her stranger has been charged with the crime. Katie knows he’s innocent because she was with him at the time of the murder. She is shocked to find that he’s not a stranger after all. Will she reveal her horrible secret? Will she besmirch the Vandercamp name? Will she risk losing the man who has her heart to save the man who’s touched her soul?

Will coming forward put her in danger? Her life is in turmoil. All because of that one night.

A night that changed everything…

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ExcerptThen the lights went out and the room was thrown into total darkness. Shit!

I heard the breath shuttle from my lungs and tried to draw it back in. Instead, the soft rasping sound was consumed by the heavy darkness. A muffled sound caused my body to stiffen. I frowned, but hardly had time to dwell on it because the door opened and a large silhouette filled the doorway. My heart slammed against my ribs, thudding fast with pure adrenaline.The door closed suddenly and the room was again shrouded in darkness. Oh, God… What the fuck was I doing? Had I lost my mind?

Deafening silence poured into the dark room as the figure stood eerily still.

“Is the darkness okay for you?” The voice was a purr that rolled over my skin, peppering it with goose bumps.

My tongue was glued to the roof of my mouth. I nodded and didn’t know how he knew, but I heard his steps draw closer. A palm traced slowly down my cheek, and because I hadn’t expected it, I jumped back, startled. I swallowed hard, my breath now panting through my parted lips.

“Relax, beautiful…” That voice again. A gravelly disembodied whisper. The sound made my nipples stretch.

I tried to imagine what he might look like, then scolded myself because not knowing had been my specific stipulation. I knew he was big. That I could tell by the large contortions in the shadows.

“Lean back.”

I obeyed the hypnotic voice and shifted my shoulders. A long moment passed where all that could be heard was our mingled breathing, feathery music that filled the dense space with anticipation. I knew he couldn’t possibly see me through the thick darkness, but I could feel the heat of his eyes searching, probing, and gliding over my body like a caress. I squeezed my eyes shut, feeling absurdly exposed.

“I want to kiss you,” he whispered, then brought his lips to mine. I thought I would dissolve into a puddle of lust when his supple lips crushed down on mine. That skillful tongue swept into my mouth, playful at first, then delved deep for a smooth tango. He tasted wonderful. Rich. Masculine. Decadent.

The shadow folded low and his fingers found the soft flesh on the inside of my thighs, persuading them apart with the slightest pressure.

I started to hyperventilate, my breath panting from my lips. I was suddenly frightened, rattled by these overwhelming sensations and the intensity of my sexual need. Liquid seeped from my body to coat the inside of my thighs and I could smell the potent fragrance. My body stiffened.

“Relax, beautiful,” he whispered. Soft lips pressed against my thigh, planting tender kisses. “I’ll give you what you need.”

The power of his whispered voice was all consuming. It was warm caramel pouring over my heated body, and I reacted instinctively to its honeyed sweetness. I melted back onto the bed in one languid stretch. I felt him press his face to my pussy, heard him inhale deeply, and then he groaned lustily. That tongue, that instrument of superlative talent plunged through my folds and invaded me with a voracious kiss. I gasped as white-hot pleasure blasted my body, a full blown assault on my senses. He maneuvered the very tip just over my clit, then vibrated it with perfect pressure that had me clawing at the sheets and arching my back high. Pleasure knifed through my pussy, gloriously sharp as he drew tight figure eights with his tongue over the bulb of straining flesh.

Oh. My. Gaaaawwuuud.” That husky, guttural cry could not have come from me, I was sure, but he did it again and I groaned, long and hard like a woman possessed by demons. He was making long fluid swipes now, dragging his tongue from bottom to top, insinuating it into and between my folds.

My nails dug into his scalp as I fisted the short waves of his hair. I bucked my hips hard against his face, uncaring now about the inarticulate sounds coming from my throat. The pleasure was unbelievable, the heat of his mouth and the glide of his tongue. I slipped into a passionate euphoria that quickly enveloped my body.

“You taste so fucking good,” the voice whispered passionately. “I want to eat you up.”

He latched onto my flesh and sucked, then lapped his tongue furiously against my swollen flesh. Pleasure burst inside me, brilliant white stars zooming across an infinite black sky. I bit my lip as fire licked through my sex and burned a searing path up each knuckle of my spine. I arched my back and shouted into the darkness, my body jerking and seizing hard with a powerful climax. I collapsed back onto the bed, the breath dragging from my lungs like I’d just run a marathon. My limbs quaked, determined not to follow commands as I tried to steady them.

“I…I…God, this is…is…” What did I want to say? Why wasn’t my tongue working? Why did I want to crawl inside this man and never leave?


About the AuthorLisa Eugene began writing as a way to mentally escape from the hectic medical world where she has been a practicing nurse for over twenty years. After publishing her first novel, STRICTLY BUSINESS, she quickly learned that readers couldn’t get enough of the world she created and
now she lives out her wildest fantasies by writing steamy romantic suspense for her fan-favorite Washington Memorial Hospital series.

When she’s not plotting her next dangerous, fast-paced, sexy adventure, you can find her juggling a full time job, playing soccer mom, or curled up reading a good romance.

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