Nothing anyone said in the daylight was going to change a thing. The fact what happened at night was real enough to change things forever. It was always the a warm night, a scream of desire on the wind, the pounding of the ocean waves. Yeah, about as cliché as it got. Knowing that didn’t make it any less real. When there was a mystery afoot, she was there searching for answers. They weren’t fooling anyone. It was obvious the six owners of the resort were masquerading as Casanovas. That was the reason for all her snooping she was going to figure out exactly what was happening on the island, if she had to rip one mask off of them at a time. In retrospect, maybe she wanted to keep her job instead of playing detective. The Curse of Forbidden Island is a hot & steamy, reverse harem, paranormal romance.