TITLE: The Power That Binds
GENRE: Paranormal Romance
The intruder stared up at the turret tower and unlit windows of the great mock castle. He'd waited months for it to be empty, and tonight it was. Daniel Demaris was gone, and he could finally search unhindered for the talisman.
And if someone came? He smiled in anticipation.
His demon creature would kill the unfortunate fool, and he'd be free to search at his leisure.
Avoiding the moonlit patches, he crept across the lawn, pried open a window, then slipped inside. His flashlight's beam darted across the leather-bound books on the shelves, the antique desk, and the paintings on the paneled walls of the study. The desk first.
He began to search methodically and neatly through the desk's drawers. No one must know he'd been here in case he couldn't find the talisman.
Nelson Page's loud snore rattled in his throat. Jolting awake at the sound, the newspaper in his hands crunching and crackling, he sat up in his armchair and gazed around the living room.
Her eyes twinkling over the rims of her bifocals, Angie laughed with the full, high sweetness of wedding bells, the same laugh he'd fallen in love with forty-odd years before.
Her laughter and mischievous eyes drew his memory back to the innocent girl with mahogany skin, full sensuous lips, and wanton's rounded body he'd met and wed. "Well, you caught me at it."
"Only resting your eyes, huh? You're as big a liar as ever I did meet, Nelson Page."