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How does anyone sum up their life in 140 characters? Sounds easy, but a hundred years in two sentences?
Nurse Sorcha was an angel. Demon Sorcha is a vixen. Her love life is royal chaos. The choice is human or vampire-good girl or bad boy.
Nurse Sorcha once turned tragedy to blessing, but she didn’t plan to be murdered. Her new challenge-inspiration and love as a vampire.
Nurse Sorcha loves a doctor from Nepal, but as New Orleans vampire royalty, Lady Sorcha must choose: forbidden love or her coven.
Prim and proper, but that was me…so proud of being a nurse. I still am.
Sorcha vows to honor her family, but inherits a coven and all its drama. Love is forgotten until Absinthe and villains spill blood.
After her death New Orleans is Sorcha’s heaven, but scrolls and flowers mask a hell where love has rules and leaves nasty scars.
An honorable vow, an unexpected affair and a tragic accident. Sorcha still aches to be an angel, but without loves she’s a lonely demon.
Sultry New Orleans owns Sorcha’s heart until reckless vampires stop it cold. Royal rivals and old laws could end her love forever.
Seductive fragrance, brutal visions and drooling goblins; an average night for Sorcha as she wrestles love from the talons of death.
Reads like the life of a stranger, and in case you didn’t guess-some real writers helped me find the perfect words.
Except the last one. That’s all me.