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Darkened Shadow

Shirley Ericson, a private detective grew up on the dangerous streets of Aquila and believes there is nothing left to amaze her. All that changes the night she stalled a teenager, Merry Larson into the shadows-and becomes a pawn caught in a war between two very different men. One fills her mind with his madness, the other pushes his way into her life and her heart. Shirley knows how risky love can be, but if she wishes to survive, she must position her faith in a man who could handily demolish her. Ethan Hunt has come to Aquila assumed to end the conflict between himself and another brother of the night by the name Flinch. For 400 years he has prevailed in life's darkness, slowly studying how to control the life from death of a vampire. Shirley did not only block his dangerous boundaries with her psychic capacities but makes Ethan believe that he might have found a lady that is strong enough to walk by his side and alleviate the loneliness in his heart. But will his affection be enough to shield her from a crazy man hell-bent on vengeance? Or will it steer her into his enemy's deadly ambush? For them to overcome this evil that threatens them, they must stay together, But the secrets they keep from each other might prove to be the greatest threat of all.

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The Game Plan

He smiled. "He's only echoing what I've been saying for years."

She snorted softly. "This from the man who didn't believe in my talents for how many years?"

"I didn't disbelieve, you know."

The doors slid open again, and Ben led the way into the dining room. She waited until the waiter had taken Ben's order then placed the box on the table and began unwrapping it.

Inside was a single braided rope bracelet, similar to the one she'd worn to stop Walter's magic from touching her. Only this one had several tarnished charms woven through the thick red, yellow and blue cords.

"What is it?" Ben said, when she held it up.

"From what Ethan said, it's supposed to break the link Farmer has with me." She slipped it over her wrist and up under her sweater. The rope was slightly scratchy against her skin and oddly warm.

"A piece of rope and a couple of old coins are supposed to do that?" Disbelief edged his voice.