All acts of magick take on shades of gray in the end.
Nothing could be more true for Emma, one of four female witches who, by her birthright, belongs in the social circles of the privileged, upper ten thousand in London. Yet, by rumor of the unknown and the misunderstood, she stands apart.
Most of their nights at parties and balls are spent creating a magickal comedy of errors. Nowhere was the color of steam more evident than helping the uptight aristocracy side step their fastidious standards.
Only this year, Emma is not quite sure what is happening to her. Something dark and seductive, something not of this world, is luring her, possessing her, and she has no comprehension of what or who the presence really is.
When he does finally show his face, she must fear not only the threat he poses to her blood and to the magick he can suck from her, but also the danger he poses to her heart. To complicate matters further, his propositions are as exciting as they are scandalous.
In these days of social unrest and out-of-control creativity, what is a witch to do with a vampire?
