Savannah Starr had no reason to be afraid. Scoring the music for Blake Winters's latest film would firmly establish her career. Just because the brooding director lived in a gloomy Gothic house and was inordinately fond of vampires didn't mean he'd really tried to kill his ex-wife. When she met Blake, fear was the last emotion she felt ....
Desire, longing . . . love? Now Savannah was afraid of her feelings. Blake was everything she'd ever dreamed of in a lover, but could she trust him? And then the horror began . . . the mutilated flowers, the calls late at night.
Savannah Starr had no reason to be afraid. Scoring the music for Blake Winters's latest film would firmly establish her career. Just because the brooding director lived in a gloomy Gothic house and was inordinately fond of vampires didn't mean he'd really tried to kill his ex-wife. When she met Blake, fear was the last emotion she felt ....
Desire, longing . . . love? Now Savannah was afraid of her feelings. Blake was everything she'd ever dreamed of in a lover, but could she trust him? And then the horror began . . . the mutilated flowers, the calls late at night.