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Dunbar's Curse--Out now from The Wild Rose Press.
A Vampire with morals and a
Doctor who's afraid of monsters.
Dr. Hope Morgan is having erotic dreams. The man who makes her burn with desire is only a figment of her imagination—or so she thinks until she meets him at a party. She fears she is losing her mind and flees the handsome stranger but finds she can’t get him out of her heart.
Miles is over four hundred years old. A bit long in the fang department to fall in love. But when the child he once rescued grows up into a beautiful and sensual woman he can’t keep his heart or desire under control. He moves Heaven and Earth to protect her when Hope’s life is threatened again, but wonders who will protect her from him.
Faith V. Smith has given us a fabulous vampire love story that will have you wanting your very own vamp boy! Miles and Hope are two great people that the reader will care for and relate too. You will feel the raw emotions that both of them go through leap right of the pages and into your heart! They are a couple that will have you rooting for them to find the happiness and love at last! “Dunbar’s Curse” is a great book that will enthrall the reader right from the start! This is one blazing book that has enough heat to start a forest fire!
Reviewer, Janean Sparks Night Owl Reviews
Author Faith V. Smith delights readers with a touching love story in Dunbar’s Curse. ... I have fallen in love with Smith’s characters, which are strong, edgy, romantic, sexy, and funny. I can’t wait for the next book in this series, Bound by Blood, The Legends. Dunbar’s Curse is a fast-paced story that takes you to an unexpected climax and delivers true love. Highly recommended. Jennifer Akers, MyShelf.com
"Sexy, dark, and irresistible. Dunbar's Curse blends danger and scorching passion into a fast-paced, wicked hot story. Faith V. Smith writes vampire heroes to die for. But be warned ... readers who enter her paranormal world, won't want to leave!" ~ Sue-Ellen Welfonder, USA Today bestselling author
This story was a mix of sweet and intense. Sweet in the love department and intense with the danger to Hope. Ms. Smith wrote Hope and Miles as normal people who make mistakes but love each other deeply. Hope is able to look past what Miles is and love him despite it. The family atmosphere between the main characters was a really nice addition to a story. Ms. Smith added to that mix a bad guy. She wrote him as a believable villain, or more like the self absorbed villain that he was. My favorite thing was every time Hope called him vamp boy, that made me smile overtime. It's a good stand alone read, but 2nd in a series. Jennifer…You Gotta Read Reviews
In the mood for a dark, brooding vampire, the human female he cannot forget, and a dash of mystery and suspense? Then look no further than Dunbar’s Curse, a story that provides darkness, sensuality, and danger. 4 books Fern…Long And Short Reviews
She stepped off the bottom step and almost tripped over an uneven patch of floor.
She aimed the beam of light at where the window should be. What on earth? A bookcase blocked out her expected light source. Miles was the only one who could have done that, but why would he?
The cold penetrated deeper, spurring Hope toward the furnace. Her foot caught on something soft but unyielding. She stumbled and ended up sitting on the something. Her hand recognized the contours of a mattress. A mattress that should have been stuffed in a corner, not lying out in the open.
Once again, she sent the light spiraling over the basement, but nothing else seemed out of place. She brought the beam back to shine on the mattress and a body.
Her heart beat triple time before she recognized the body resting on its side, a scant two feet from her hand. Miles! Why was he sleeping in the basement and not upstairs? Her hand reached out toward his arm. Should she wake him or let him sleep? Common sense won—he had to be freezing. He didn’t even have a sheet. This time her palm brushed his sleeve before she gently shook his shoulder.
A hand caught her wrist in a cruel grip.
She bit back a cry of pain.
A second later she was flat on her back—Miles’ face above hers. But not the face she loved. His eyes were so dark they were almost black. His beautiful lips were drawn back in a snarl. A snarl that revealed one-inch incisors. The hand that held her down sported claws.