Nic made one impulsive mistake. She wrote a book about a little-known Roman massacre involving a legend known as the Wolf. An immortal man who appeared every fifty years or so to lead the armies of Rome. It wasn’t her fault the book shot to the top of the New York Times Best Seller list. Not her fault that she could write the love scenes so vividly because she told herself it wasn’t real.

That he wasn’t real.

But then she realized.

He’s real, Nic.

And he’s pissed as hell at you.

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Sue Wilder lives in the Pacific Northwest with her husband and a yellow lab puppy named Max, and she enjoys good wine, listening to old sappy jazz and watching sunsets. A few years ago, she earned a Bachelor's Degree in Fine Art from Oregon State University and now writes contemporary and paranormal romances.

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