Book Description

Safina Ralph is single on Valentine's Day. She's determined to have a good time in L.A. away from her home in Chicago with her friend, Lynn. The two of them have exclusive passes to Red, the hottest nightclub on Venice Beach. Just as the festive atmosphere begins to coax Safina into the party mood, she notices someone, or something in the rafters, shooting arrows into the crowd of unsuspecting partygoers below! Chaos erupts as Safina races to stop the attack. When she confronts Kal, one of the club's sexy owners, Safina's sure he's the attacker despite his warm reassurances and her body's hot response to his touch. Consumed with overwhelming feelings of dj vu and desire, Safina is relieved to get back home but she can't shake unsettling questions and Kal's handsome face from her mind. After their encounter at Red, Kal tracks Safina down in Chicago with questions of his own. And the answers for them both could be the key to everything they've wished for, but will Safina accept the truth and can Kal trust his heart? Excerpt: "Are you alright?" Lynn yelled, coming over to her. Safina rubbed her temples, trying to talk over the noise. "I think I need to take a break. I'm going to the bathroom." "I'll go with you." "No, you stay. Your guy can actually dance. I'll be right back." Safina smiled weakly at her friend before weaving through the mass of bodies. At least she shared the same shoe size as Lynn, but the heels were higher than she preferred. Relieved to finally see the bathroom sign, Safina cursed when someone bumped into her from the side. She turned to see the rude person responsible for her possibly bruised shoulder, but no one paid her any attention. Looking heavenward in exasperation, Safina noticed something flashing overhead in the open ceiling design of the club. She narrowed her gaze and sucked in a quick breath. What the-? Someone was up there! Moving toward the bathroom door and away from the rest of the crowd, Safina looked up again and gasped in surprise. Blinking twice, she tried to make sense of what she was seeing. There was a man with wings balancing dangerously on a rafter beam about thirty feet off the ground! She watched in shocked silence as the winged man drew something from his back. A bow and arrow! Safina's mouth fell open in shock as he pulled the massive bow back and took aim at someone on the ground. Panic, icy cold and paralyzing, gripped her as she watched the arrow descend with unerring accuracy to the unsuspecting women dancing with a man. Lynn! In slow motion, Safina saw the arrow pierce Lynn's back and disappear from view. Gasping with horror, Safina dashed back toward the dance floor. "No!" Safina screamed. "No! Someone stop him!" She couldn't move fast enough and no one seemed to hear her over the thump of the loud music. Tears blinded her as she fought her way through the crowd. Safina reached Lynn, yanking her hard away from her bewildered dance partner. "Lynn!" Safina cried, looking at her friend's chest. Maybe the arrow had gone straight through. Lynn frowned. "What's wrong with you?" Safina shook her head. "I thought you were hurt. I-I saw him . . . and he shot you!" Lynn touched Safina's head. "You must be sick. I'm fine. Better than fine-" "I saw him. Look!" Safina pointed up toward the ceiling and froze when her eyes locked with the mysterious man overhead. He studied her and Safina stared back, unable to tear away her gaze. "Do you see him?" She yelled, feeling her legs start to wobble as she shook Lynn's arm. Lynn squinted up at the dark ceiling. "I don't see anything, Safina." Safina watched transfixed as the winged man leapt into the air and disappeared in a flash. A second later, she crumpled to the floor.