Two lost souls, one powerful connection. As a Dom for Club Moon, Nick Santos uses bondage to alleviate his anger at being forcefully changed. And when he meets Gwen Waters, his carefully controlled world is turned upside-down. Through her, he'll learn what true self-control is and that being a vampire has its benefits.
Freshly divorced from an abusive ex-husband, Gwen doesn't want another domineering man. But when she meets Nick, a world she only fantasized about is laid before her. Can she trust a Dom who's also a vampire? And can Nick be the man she deserves?
Having someone for support helped Gwen through her worst times. Beth is the sister she never had. They've known each other for years and Beth was the first person Gwen called when opening Artfelt Expressions. And it was Beth who revealed that Marcus was cheating on Gwen (although she suspected it). Now, how will Beth react to Gwen going out with a vampire? Who's also a Dom? Maybe Beth has a few secrets of her own...
“So what should I do about Mom?” Gwen poured syrup on her pancakes. “And I don’t regret telling her I hate having lunch with her.” Never thought she’d say that. “Actually, I feel a lot better. Like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders.”
“Good.” Beth dumped the pancake onto a plate. “Stop being afraid of her.” She set the plate down then went to make a cup of coffee for herself. “Your mom makes you miserable. Why be around that?”
“Because I’m her daughter. It’s her right to be hateful to me.” Gwen speared a piece of syrupy pancake. “I need to stop worrying about her approval.” She shook her head. “After I divorced Marcus, she’s been contemptuous of everything I do. And she makes it sound as if I don’t work hard.”
“Oh please,” Beth huffed. “You’ve never taken a vacation and only called-in sick once in two years.”
“Doesn’t matter. I’m the bad guy,” Gwen sighed.
“You’re right. You are.” Beth pointed her fork at Gwen. “Don’t call her. Let Vivian stew and just live your life. Be happy to spite her. Stop trying to make her happy. No one can.” She raised an eyebrow. “Haven’t we had this conversation, like, fifty times already?”
“Maybe,” Gwen said sheepishly. “But today I hit the wall. And she won’t call to apologize.”
“You’re stronger than you give yourself credit for. Eventually, you’ll see that.”
Gwen quietly laughed. First, she dumped Marcus. Now she left her mother. She was finally leaving her oppressors behind. And walking straight into the arms of a vampire.