A voodoo curse is placed. The clock's ticking. Can Ciarra & Trent find a cure before Trent becomes it's next victim?
Dr. Trent Moore’s life is complete-–a no-strings relationship, financial security, and great health-–until he is summoned to his father’s grave and discovers a grave robber stole one of his father’s bones ... a finger bone. From there, Trent’s seemingly perfect world spirals out of control. Strange occurrences happen, and the sexy lead detective informs him that a grief-stricken mother has placed a curse upon him. As his near-death experiences ramp up and he finds himself falling in love, he’s beginning to believe there may be some truth to it all. But will he run out of time before he can tell Ciarra he loves her?
When Detective Ciarra Pacelli is assigned to a prominent judge’s suspicious death, she doesn’t know her little world is about to be turned upside down. She discovers other possible victims of a deadly Voodoo curse, one being the gorgeous and stubborn doctor. As she becomes wrapped up in protecting him at all costs, she finds she’s fighting against her developing feelings for him. Once she realizes she can’t, she gives her all in finding a cure against the curse that promises to take him away from her for good.
Excerpt
Ciarra moved toward the door. “Change of plans. Since you’re up and mobile, we have an appointment with a priestess in the next half hour. We better get going. She won’t be able to come out here to us.”
“Don’t you mean a priest? I know one. I can get him to do an exorcism or something.”
Good try. “No, a High Priestess, as in one who actively practices Voodoo.”
“How about before I go visiting some Voodoo whatever, we go see . . . what are they called? Psychics? Let’s see if one senses I’m supposedly dying.”
She put her hands on her hips. So, he still thought this was all some kind of joke, did he? The man was hard headed. “Last night didn’t convince you?”
“Being sick with some flu? Isn’t that what Greg said?”
Ciarra grabbed his coat off the hook and tossed it at him. “It’s the damn curse. Let’s go before I change my mind.” Don’t let him be an ass now. She couldn’t handle it right now. The heat rose in her cheeks.
“I feel fine,” he spoke as he swayed back a step.
Ciarra reached out and steadied him, and with one fine arched brow raised high, asked with a sarcastic tone in her voice, “Really?” She held out his coat for him to put his arms into.
He hesitated, but only for a couple of seconds. “Oh okay. Just to entertain you though.”
“Whatever makes you feel more like a man.” She held on to his arm as she guided him down the steps slamming the door behind her.
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