Blurb from Angel of Death: His body seemed to be drawing closer to her instead of backing away. She was more beautiful than he could ever have imagined. Her skin was so pale and flawless against her raven black hair that she seemed as if she didn’t belong in this world. He stared into those emerald eyes that shimmered and glowed. Her eyes reminded him of something he just could not place his finger on. Her tongue traced her lips giving him the urge to trace those lips with his own tongue. He drug his eyes off her lips and back to those beautiful eyes and that’s when it hit him. Her eyes reminded him of cat’s eyes that glowed in the night. Then he noticed that anger flashed in her eyes, the most deadly sort. But that was impossible; she was far too beautiful to be.... dangerous.