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Dante's Relic
2004
First Published
3.00
Average Rating
272
Number of Pages
Archaeologist Cammie Howard was after a priceless relic, more than a little perturbed when a sexy stranger tries to steal it out from under her. Okay, so Dante might have saved her life at the same time. But that didn't give him the right to take over, claiming demons and ancient curses and how only he could protect her from evil. She refuses to let his dark angelic looks sway her from her task-she won't give up control for Dante or any mysterious curse, no matter how he makes her feel. It only takes one stolen kiss to realize the clinical explanation of sex and human lust have little to do with the kaleidoscope of emotions and desires Dante experiences with Cammie. Their passion is all-consuming, erasing from his mind all thoughts of demons and cursed relics. Cammie's touch convinces him he's never lived before that moment. It's all new-the tastes and textures of her skin, the ache-such a pleasurable, throbbing pain of needing to possess her, and the joy that nearly tears his heart from his chest when he finally does. But there's a demon out there, silently threatening to destroy Cammie's world and erase any chance for her future happiness, with or without Dante. With Cammie's help, Dante must search deep within himself to learn if he has weakened himself by giving into lust, or empowered himself by falling in love. After all, the fate of the world depends on him.
Avg Rating
3.00
Number of Ratings
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Author

Melani Blazer
Melani Blazer
Author · 4 books

When not behind a keyboard, typing out the stories of the characters who dance in her head, Mel can be found behind her camera, snapping landscape or abstract photography, or in the garage up to her ears in car parts and grease. She lives in the midwest with a teenager who makes her crazy and a husband who makes her even more crazy—in a good way! Her favorite crayon is midnight blue. She hates the sound of Styrofoam crunching, but loves her daughter's laughter. She'd rather watch a fantasy movie, like Merlin or Lord of the Rings or even Pirates of the Caribbean, than horror, and she wants to watch it from her favorite corner of the couch. She can talk cars—especially classics—with the guys and has a ridiculously amazing memory for useless music trivia. Her characters are a mix of who she is, who she knows and who she admires. Her motto: Live life, don't just exist.

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