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eBook Category: Romance/Fantasy
eBook Description: Razor Steele can't believe it when he arrives home and finds a bronzed acrolith on his doorstep. Once he gets it in his house, he can't get the statue off his mind. When its owner shows up, he can't get her off his mind. What was it about Bronlyn, the woman, and Bronlyth, the statue, which had his heart and mind so intrigued?

eBook Publisher: Forbidden Publications, Published: 2008, 2008
Fictionwise Release Date: August 2008

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Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [229 KB], eReader (PDB) [46 KB], Palm Doc (PDB) [16 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [16 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [88 KB] - PocketPC 1.0+ Compatible, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [86 KB], hiebook (KML) [85 KB], Sony Reader (LRF) [83 KB], iSilo (PDB) [13 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [17 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [69 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [28 KB]
Words: 5323
Reading time: 15-21 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Adobe Acrobat (PDF) Format:  Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud DISABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED

Razor awoke to the doorbell ringing and someone knocking on the door. He groaned, glanced at the clock on the nightstand, rolled over, and pulled the pillow over his head, hoping whoever it was would go away. No such luck, he thought, as the incessant peal never stopped. "Some vacation," he moaned, jumping up and running out of the room. If it was Bob, he was going to strangle him for getting him up so early. The first time he could sleep-in in months and here he was, getting company. He yanked the door open just as the knocker sounded again. "What the hell do you want?" he blurted, and then closed his mouth abruptly. Standing before him was the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on. Oh, she wasn't one of those glamour beauties, but she was pretty. She didn't wear makeup, no designer clothes, and no expensive hairdo. No, this woman didn't need any of that to make her attractive. She was a natural beauty.

"I'm sorry," she gasped. "I didn't mean to wake you."

Razor watched as her large hazel eyes slid down his chest to stop at his pajamas, which were riding low on his hips, before snapping back to his face. "Can I help you?" he asked, not at all disturbed by the fact that he was wearing his favorite cartoon characters pajama bottoms.