Heart of Dracula (Immortal Soul, #1)

by Kathryn Ann Kingsley

Flowers were untouched by grief or sadness.

The flickering shadows of the firelight made the figures seem to dance and come to life.

She pulled her hand away from him. He winced briefly, as if he did not intend to scare her touch away. His moment of vulnerability was tucked behind a stern, hard exterior as quickly as it had come, and he straightened his shoulders.