Shea is a brilliant surgeon who hides many secrets in addition to some psychic gifts, she suffers from a rare blood disease and undertakes research for at least manage to heal those who suffer from the same ills. But that's hounded by 2 dangerous humans who take it to a vampire, and to escape and Jeff wallace, she went to the Carpathians, where, according to his research could discover the origin of his affection.
Thus guided by an unstoppable force, she discovered the tomb where Jacques suffers like a madman for 7 years. More beast than human, he brutally assaulted, but courageous, she brings her home to treat him. Strange bonds are formed between the doctor and patient, feelings driven by a devastating mutual attraction.
Shea is strong, brave, determined, intelligent and bright. Jacques is sexy, sensual, soulful, dangerous and disturbing when the madness lies in wait. She is his anchor, his light in darkness, that that keeps it on the razor's edge for so long that he can not do without her, constantly interfering in her mind to capture all that 'she feels. Their relationship soon becomes deep and symbiotic, and we want this total love, without compromise, visceral need, vital to the other. It is warm, soft and violent, scary and comforting, soft and caressing, sensual and erotic ...
Then we find pleasure Mikhail and Raven, Byron's best friend Jacques and the disturbing and enigmatic healer Grigory. More action and violence than in the 1st volume, a horrible vampire who is in the shade and seems to guide the actions of human hunters creatures of the shadows. A real smart and clever villain, guided by hatred, vice, which is not suspected identity so easily. A tome much darker but more addictive ...
This book is a real drug that interferes in your veins to plunge you into the dark and dangerous world of Carpatiens. Without warning, each tour page anchor you deeper into the mysterious and spellbinding darkness. The poetry that emerges from every sentence distills surreptitiously reaching each neuron, capturing the way the magic that emanates from words to finally dive into the depths of your soul, leaving you no chance to escape unscathed. Like a snake that wraps itself around its prey irretrievably it indulges in the sweet languor of what we tale Christine Feehan, unable to fight it we give up ...