Dear Reader,

People ask me why I write about vampires. Don't they bite? Drink blood? Sure. But there are perks that make an affair with one of my vamps so worth it. My vampires are handsome, intelligent, and have such perfect bodies my heroines clamor for some vampire T.L.C. If you know what I mean. Another perk? He's a mind reader. If it's pleasure you're after, my vampire hotties can tap into your sexiest fantasies. And, let me tell you, tapping has never been such fun.

Writing about vampires is challenging. They're night creatures. No beach scenes at high noon or dinners by candlelight. Heck, even dinners are forbidden since vampires can't eat. See what I mean?

Anyway, I use my imagination. Or thought I did. Then one night, as my dog and I were consulting at my computer, something—or was it someone?—took over. Read on to find out how I met the man of my dreams. Who happened to be a vampire.

Bestselling author,

California Douglas