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It should be the best time of half-vampire Cat Crawfield's life. With her lover Bones at her side, she's successfully protected mortals from the rogue undead. But though Cat's worn disguise after disguise to keep her true identity a secret from the brazen bloodsuckers, her cover's finally been blown, placing her in terrible danger. As if that wasn't enough, a woman from Bones's past is determined to bury him once and for all. Caught in the crosshairs of a vengeful vamp, yet determined to help Bones stop a lethal magic from being unleashed, Cat's about to learn the true meaning of bad blood.

In the title story, "Dark Nocturne", D is hired to unlock the secret of a siren's song that is drawing men in their twenties to their deaths in the hills outside Anise Village. In "Notes on Imagined Autumn", D finds himself caught between two lovers during a ritualistic sacrifice in the village of Shirley's Door, but if D can't stop the sacrifice will all in the village be doomed? And in "Legend of the War Demons", two living weapons, genetically engineered creatures who are the last remnants of a war waged hundreds of years in the past, find that battle is not so easily forgotten.

The one thing that obsesses, captivates, and seduces me? Money. I'm a self-made billionaire, and running my business empire means I've got better things to do than bother with women. They can throw themselves at me all they want - I can't be tempted. Until my newest executive secretary's first day on the job. One glance at her and I forget about spreadsheets and quarterly earnings, because her curves are pure sin. Her mouth is the wickedest distraction I've ever seen.

I don't take no for an answer. Women are the world's most intoxicating prize, and I always win. Money? Check. Charm? Check. Looks? Double check. It's a winning combination, and I never settle. I can't even remember the last time any woman -in New York, Paris, Rome, it doesn't matter - looked me in the eye and turned me down. Until Juliet James.

My real estate empire is my life. I don't have time for women and their games. What's the point? They'll be out of my bed before they know it. Except Isabella Gabriel....

I'm in the business of hunting down and acquiring the planet's most coveted objects. Nothing thrills me more than finding and buying pieces with unbelievable value...and selling them for a massive profit. Nothing...until she bursts onto the scene. She might have the world's most tantalizing body and a smoldering look in her eyes, but she's made it clear that I have no chance. It's a challenge I can't turn down.

I'm an adrenaline junkie, always searching for my next hit. Skydiving, cliff jumping, surfing massive waves - I'll do anything to get my pulse racing. But even freediving the ocean's most deadly sinkholes pales in comparison to the rush I get when I meet Kennedy. And if there's a bet involved? I'm all in. I never turn down a challenge. Especially when the target is prim, proper, buttoned-up...and jaw-droppingly gorgeous. It's enough to make any man want to unbutton her and make her scream all night long.