It's a paranormal romance. It's a western romance. It's a secret-baby romance. It's...a lot of different things, mostly funny. Vampires, werewolves, babies, gold diggers, hot sex, tainted wine, and a horse named Monk. More
Theirs was a love that nature never intended. Bigger than Texas. Hotter than Hades. Weirder than...a lot of other things you might have read about up until now.
Self-made zillionaire Rock Fangsworthy is your typical Texas cowboy. Well, sort of. Typical in that the only thing this lethally sexy lady-charmer with the hair trigger temper loves more than his horse is his ranch, The Double Fang. Or maybe his boots. Less typical in the fact he's also a four hundred year old vampire with a shocking secret: he can't stand the sight of blood.
Buffi Van Pelt is just your average girl-next-door winery owner--or is she? The spunky single mom to twin boys also happens to be a winsome werewolf with secrets and troubles of her own. The winery that the gutsy good-girl recently inherited from her grandmother is on the verge of ruin.
If Buffi can't find a use for the mysteriously tainted wine before time and her pantry's limited supply of red meat runs out, she and her pups will be left homeless, destitute and very, very hungry. Worse yet, her baby-daddy is the same hunky, bad-boy vampire rancher who's out to steal The Best Little Winery in Bloodsuck from under her paws.
Once upon a time their passion flamed hotter'n a summer's night in Dallas with three Cheerleaders and a side of habanero sauce. Tonight, love's lightning might just strike them twice--but only if the wine don't kill them first.