Prudence Ryland is living on borrowed time, stricken with
cancer that will most likely kill her before the year ends.
For her, searching for the Holy Grail is not only an
adventurous undertaking, but drinking from the cup may very
well save her life. Severain de Fonce, now known simply as
Chapel, knows what it is to drink from the cup. Six
centuries ago, he and four companions made it through to
the inner sanctuary of the Knights Templar, where they
drank from the cup, condemning them to a life outside of
anything holy.
When Chapel meets the lovely Pru, he's drawn to the
passionate, lively woman. He's torn by her plight, but does
not wish to condemn her to a life like his own, forever in
the shadows. Pru, however, is not frightened of his
origins, and it's her faith in him that makes him wonder if
perhaps living an eternity without Pru would be worse than
binding her to him for eternity with his passionate kiss of
death.
Kathryn Smith has crafted a thought-provoking,
erotically sensual paranormal in BE MINE TONIGHT. Chapel
has lived for centuries believing his existence cursed, and
it's Pru, living with the knowledge of her imminent death,
who makes Chapel realize that perhaps he's serving a
greater good. The first in new series by this highly
talented author, BE MINE TONIGHT will leave Ms. Smith's
fans eagerly awaiting the next story.
For nearly six centuries I have roamed the night, a mortal
man no longer. Would that I could undo the past -- when I
entered the sanctuary of the Knights Templar to wrest from
them the Holy Grail, only to discover the chalice I raised
to my lips was not the sacred relic but a hellish cup of
damnation. Now I shun the day and all things human, driven
by an ungodly thirst. And yet...
Never have I known a maiden the like of Prudence Ryland,
whose beauty and spirit awaken a heart I feared long cold
and dead. But her young life is slipping away, and she
also seeks the deliverance of the Grail -- unaware that
the cost of her search could be her soul. I must help
Prudence, for in six hundred years, no other woman has
stirred my passions so. But dare I tender to my beloved
that which she most desires -- the sensuous "gift" of
forever that is both rapture and a curse: my immortal
kiss?
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