In the realm of the Dark-Hunters there is a code of honor that even immortal bad boys must follow: Harm no human. Drink no blood. Never fall in love.
But every now and again a Dark-Hunter thinks himself above the Code. He mistakenly believes that he has the power of life and death over humans.
That’s when I’m summoned. Who am I? I’m the one thing the fearless fear. Step over the line and it’s my wrath you will face. Nothing can touch me. Nothing can sway me. I am relentless and unfeeling.
Or so I thought until I met a female Dark-Hunter who goes by the name of Danger–it’s not just her name, it’s how she lives her life. She doesn’t trust me at all. And who could blame her? She alone knows that I’m here to be judge, jury and most likely executioner of her friends. Yet she is my key to saving some of them. Without her, they all will die.
Dangereuse St. Richard is a deadly distraction. Something about her is reawakening a heart I thought was long dead. With every day, I am learning to care about the people I might have to kill.
Most of all, I’m learning to care for her. How can I be attracted to her when the oldest force on earth is out to see us all dead? It’s a race against evil, and the only hope mankind has is that I do my duty. But how can I do my duty when it means that I will have to sacrifice the only woman I’ve ever loved?
Kyros of Seklos