The Consolation Prize

"You are invited to spend four days at Sunset Spa, Washburn Hall. Accommodation and nourishment provided. All spa treatments included."

It should have been a big thrill--an all expenses paid trip, but it was actually the topping on Chloe's really bad night. She'd lost her promotion, destroyed a pair of designer pumps, and turned in her notice. Washburn Hall, where her family died, was the last place she wanted to go. But Chloe's pulled toward the spa by forces beyond her control.

Luka is handsome, rich, and gay. At least, that's what he'd like everyone to think. Luka's really a Trueblood, a fertile vampire. Not a bad thing, unless being staked out in the sun and fried to a crisp is appealing. But his secret gets out. Instead of staked, he gets shanghaied-straight into stud service and chained up in a basement of Washburn Hall.

Chloe wonders if the gorgeous, naked man in chains is part of the all-inclusive package. Somehow she doesn't think so, but you know what? She's taking a consolation free him and run. It should be simple enough. After all, the only thing between Chloe and the man of her dreams is a few horny vamps, a decent set of bolt cutters, and a step-grandmother from hell.

Who said the trip to the spa wouldn't be fun?