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Attention please! This is the First Volume. For the Second Volume please search for: Doctor of Darkness 2 - Hot as Fire - out now! - The Third and Last Volume is out in Mid 2025! Selena supposedly had it all: a career as a surgeon, money, a whole life ahead of her, far away from her own traumatic past! Until the day she was accused of murdering her own grandparents. Her reputation is destroyed. Although she is innocent and was cleared by the court - modern society does not forget. A few years later, she's working as a doctor in an emergency room for the poor and homeless, surrounded daily by the best that London's streets have to offer. Plagued by the nightmares of her past, the night shift there is all that gives her life any meaning now. At least until a man walks into her emergency room, who seems to be out of this world. This one encounter, in the middle of the night, would change her life and draw her into a world she thought only Hollywood could invent. Hired by 2 vampires and a werewolf, Selena becomes overnight the personal castle doctor for the human and supernatural inhabitants - who the lords of the castle want to be well looked after at all times. Dragan von Sternberg has searched half of London for a doctor who can look after his family and employees, before they all run away in droves. But no one can withstand the overpowering aura of him and his two closest friends. Everyone runs away in fear - except her. A beautiful, blonde doctor who seems to live like an angel in the swamp. She is not afraid, she counters and she cares. In just a few moments, Doctor Selena Darvis wins over Dragan, who, with over 800 years of life experience, is not often impressed. He wants her and soon he needs her - because unusual occurrences in the supernatural world are soon to take on greater dimensions and in the end humans and vampires are both in danger - unless everyone starts fighting!

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I despised Dante Moretti long before he slid that ring onto my finger. Arrogant. Controlling. The kind of boss who could ruin my day with a single clipped order. I hated the way he spoke to me. I hated the way he watched me more. But walking into my hometown with his ring and watching my ex-husband’s face drain of color felt wickedly perfect. The elders wanted to see real love before selling their land. So Dante and I lied. We played the sweet couple. Except Dante didn’t touch me like a man pretending. At the Christmas market, his hand slid down my spine and stopped right where it shouldn’t. At dinner, he whispered against my ear, “If he’s watching, spread your legs a little. Let him see who owns you now.” I should have slapped him. Instead, my body answered him before I could breathe. He kissed my temple too slow and held my waist too tight. When the lights dimmed, he murmured, “Open for me.” “Keep your eyes on me.” “I want you shaking for me, not for him.” Somewhere between hating him and wanting him to wreck me, everything blurred. Because the man who barked orders in boardrooms had me whispering his name in the dark, Christmas lights flickering over his bare shoulders while he swallowed every sound I made. My ex wanted me broken. Dante wanted me ruined, but only beneath him. And the worst part was how easily I let him. Santa didn’t bring me a miracle. He gave me a sin in a three piece suit and I tore the wrapping off with trembling hands.

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