I wake up dead. No, that's not some cliché thing to say after a long night of partying. I'm really dead. Now I have to figure out a few things. 1.How did I die? 2.Why am I in this massive bed with purple, silk sheets? 3.Why are there four seven-foot-tall, hunks of muscle and man staring at me? The first thing I figure out is this: They aren't men. They have fangs. And they're not afraid to show them - or use them. They tell me why I'm there and what my destiny is with them... in and out of bed. Realizing I'm dead is only the beginning. \\\ WARNING: this is a wild and steamy reverse harem paranormal romance novel... read at your own risk. \\\ BOOK TWO - THIS COLD BLOOD - NOW ON PRE-ORDER FOR A MARCH 1st RELEASE. TYPE THIS INTO THE SEARCH BAR ABOVE: B079SVQKBS

I'm still dead. I know how I died. And these four vampires can't get enough of me. But believe me, this is far from over... 1. The black figure is chasing me. 2. I face the man who killed me. 3. We face a darkness I never thought possible... hint: more vampires who are for some reason really mad at me. If that's not enough, Seth, Layre, Darick, and Kryan want me to play "tag" ... naked. Yeah, things are going just fine being dead. \\\ WARNING: this is a wild and steamy reverse harem paranormal romance novel... read at your own risk. \\\