Forneus is done. Done with Chicago. Done with love. Done with everything. He decides to throw himself into helping others, because isn’t that what the Fallen Angels are here for? He answers an email by arriving in Las Vegas to help a woman out of a sticky situation. A situation that she has failed to communicate. But anywhere is better than Chicago.
Reader Alert! What happens when a Fallen Angel that hasn’t had sex in 500 years meets a stripper off the Vegas strip??? Um, HOTNESS!
To My Readers: Thank you for taking another walk into the Fallen Angels’ world. These men are larger than life and the women they love are all of us. Find your Fallen Angel and hang onto him!
About the Author: I’ve been writing my WHOLE life. Either in my head or on paper. If I’m gazing off in the distance, eyes glazed over, I’m probably watching a scene unfold in my head. But lucky you, you’ll get to see it one day, too!