Six hundred years after his death, a time traveller re-incarnates. The world has a little bit changed since 1944. There no fossil fuel cars but spacecrafts. Computers are not room-sized but built in people. Toy dolls are not made of plastic but organic tissues; and they cannot be distinguished from human. But one thing hasn't changed: war. The British Military Intelligence sends the former time traveller with a commando back to the Earth. As an expert of the 20th and 21st century, he should help his teammates to find a fugitive traitor. But it seems no one cares about his expertise, although he really knows that age; since he was executed in the World War II. Unfortunately, it is a more serious problem that soon after their arrival they become the hunted, and they will be the ones who are killed; one by one. They must face the most dangerous opponent; because there is nothing more dangerous than when your enemy is your love.

Love. Blood. Gun. I was just a fallen cop. Unlike me, she was not what she seemed at first sight. I thought what had happened between us was just a one night stand. I was wrong. So was she. Now, seeing her after so many years again was a dream. And she was just as beautiful as when I had shot her down. This book is the story of our first encounter. It was steamy, it was erotic, it was love; damn.

Brandy Curtis is a strong and independent career woman who does not care for commitment. She prefers no strings-attached, one night stands because that's all she can give with what little free time she has. This is the life she has chosen and the life she is used to. However, everything changed when she met Ivo, a gorgeous doctor with irresistible charm. He was just supposed to be another hookup, but he quickly became so much more. It started as a one night stand which was followed by another, and another. The more nights they spent together, the more Brandy felt that life had given her something to live for. Things seemed perfect... until a visit to the doctor sends her world crashing. The timing couldn't be worse. As her heart gets closer to Ivo, her memories begin to fade. Will Brandy be able to actually live her life with Ivo... or will she succumb to the condition that threatens to claim her forever?

"You're a what?" Devin's full lips frowned as she eyed the man that only stood 3 feet away from her. "A sex therapist. Now please fix your expression, Miss Rodriguez." His creamy baritone responded agitatedly as she shook her head from side to side. "I need therapy, sir. Not any fucking dick." She growled, attempting to make a full exit out of the office, but not before she felt his large strong hands cup her small tiny wrists. He spun her around gracefully, his head dropping down to the space between their heads as his husky Burberry cologne overtook her nostrils. "Je ne suis pas d'accord belle dame," He muttered that beautiful second language against her skin, the language of love, as he smirked. She almost practically collapsed in his arms at the sound of it and he knew that he had her. "Maybe some fucking dick is exactly what you need." ©Copyright KeKe Biddle 2014 All Rights Reserved.