Cursed and alone, Daemon Strike is trapped in an eternal battle between his immortal soul and the beast within him. For years, decades, he’s terrorized the citizens and visitors of a small, mysterious island in the middle of the ocean. Prone to fits of rage at odd moments, he’s never met anyone or anything that could calm the animal within him. Until now.
Virginia Watson smells of flower petals. It’s the first thing people notice about her, and Daemon Strike is no different. He seems like a regular at the resort, tanned enough to be well used to the sun, but without the islander accent. Actually, it’s hard to pin down exactly where he’s from.
That might be part of the mysterious vibe he has that draws her in. From the time they meet, she must have him, but there’s an electrifying danger to his presence that makes her wary and careful. But no amount of caution is enough when she discovers exactly what it is she’s signed up for….
Caution: The following is a bwwm story about a lonely immortal billionaire shapeshifter and the one woman who finally makes him feel like life is worth living. It may be too steamy for some.
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