Haven's Choice

After receiving the “Gift” of the dark kiss by her slime-bag ex-boyfriend, Haven wakes up in his cellar to discover fangs shooting from her gums and a ravenous hunger burning in her belly. Her world had been changed forever, but being the trooper that she is, she deals, and adjusts. She learns to control her thirst (the hard way!) feeding only when she can’t take the hunger pains any longer. She was pretty darn proud of herself, and her undead life was rolling right along until…While hunting one night she lures in what she was sure to be her tastiest snack yet. (he certainly looked mouth watering!) But Deacon Northcross was no ordinary male; born over seven hundred years ago tonight he was the hunter not the prey, and he would claim what was his! Being informed by her snack that she was actually his soul mate, and that she really didn’t have any choice in the matter does not exactly go over well with Haven; (not that she could deny the sizzle in her blood at his touch!) but then finding out that he may not have the only claim to Haven does not exactly go over well with Deacon! Could it be that Haven may have a choice after all?