The Forsaken Bride

ore. As she stood in the dim light of the bedroom, she couldn't help but blush. With tremb

broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and beautifully defined muscles. Wasn't he supposed to b

The intricate design looked hauntingly familiar, but before she could place it, Cillian turned. Seeing her star

lunged forward, pulling her body flu

aback, her heart hammering against her ribs. Realizing what was happening, she desperately tried to push h

d her into a deeper embrace. His hand slid beneath her shirt, touching t

d up, and in a moment of pure d

lash of regret. This was Elena Vance the "promiscuous substitute" not the innocent girl he had be

hum

y, a sharp, stabbing pain radiated through her lower abdomen. She looked at Cillian in shock, her f

please, no

ing toward his feet and clutching his

ght red was spreading across the carpet. Elen

up from his wheelchair his legs perfectly stable and scooped her into hi

oods was standing there, hand raised to knock. Phi

expression terrifyingly cold. "If anythi

r! But... sir, we've found

pped dead. "

rs, sir. She's w

unconscious Elena in his arms, then abruptly placed her

ce, Cillian turned and h

poster

nce more. He looked at the woman sitting across from him. She was beautiful, w

tious. "That night... I left a lucky charm bracelet

ammered. "That nig

She reached up, untying the strap of he

of the chandelier, a lifelike ghost