Everyone knew her name. Men shouted it in the cafes of Budapest; women whispered it in the court of Vienna. Her name spoke of the sweetness of chocolate; her eyes betrayed the coldness of ice. Chokolade Her dancing emboldened them; her rebuffs ...
Golden-haired, blue-blooded Francesca di Gascardi was a tempting prize for any nobleman. But, schooled for a wealthy, passionless match, she hungered for life, for gaiety -- for love. One moonlit night Francesca slipped out to that most lavish of Ven...
I thought my boss was just another eccentric billionaire......but I didn't realize he was the financier of a global satanic cult, too.No matter how much sleep I lose thinking about my life, I can't escape the numbing evil that surrounds me. Ever sinc...