The drugs his captors have been using are finally starting
to wear off, yet Temple is keeping this bit of information
to himself until he can figure out how to get out. He is
intrigued by the beautiful redheaded goddess they send to
feed him and drug him, but not enough to keep him from
getting out to protect his brothers. Many years ago, Temple
and his men drank the blood of Lilith, sealing their fate
as the immortal protectors of the Blood Grail. Now their
way of life is threatened by those who have chained him in
a room of silver -- and they must be stopped.
Vivian owes her life to Rupert after he saved her from the
freak show her father sold her to when she was a child. She
is a phenomenon to others because of her uncanny strength
and quickness that no man could possibly possess -- let
alone a woman. Yet here she is wondering why they are
keeping the handsome Temple locked in a small room wrapped
in silver just as she is unsure why she did not let anyone
know that the drugs they are giving him no longer have the
desired effect. She is unable to say no to Rupert when he
asks her to follow Temple and gather information on him and
his friends.
Sorry to say, NIGHT AFTER NIGHT is the final chapter in
this unique paranormal series. I still love all of the
characters and the storyline, even though it seems to be
rushed and forced to a conclusion. I am sad to see it end.
Centuries ago, this magnificent chalice sealed my fate as
a vampire, and now I am its protector. Many have hunted me
for it, but only Vivian has accomplished the task. Strong,
lovely, haunted . . . I am more attracted to her than I
should be, yet her loyalty lies with a man determined to
bring about my destruction. But I am not so easily locked
in a cage, and now the captive has become the captor.
Though her stormy eyes tempt me, there is too much at
stake—not merely my life, but the lives of my vampire
Brotherhood. And I am not above using Vivian to achieve my
goals, even if it means denying my own heart. The battle
to end all battles is just beginning, and I must
fight . . . if I could only let my desire be damned.?
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