WARNING: This title contains explicit sex with a hero whose torment equals that of Jane Eyre’s Mr. Rochester and a heroine who has the courage to save his soul, despite the fact that his love could be the death of her.

When Constance Rockwood Athelson, Viscountess Westbury, hides her face to attend the Black Widows Ball, she never expected to find erotic passion in a masked stranger’s arms. The torrent of lust isn’t enough to drown out her dubious gift for seeing visions and talking to the dead.

Terrified of being found out, she secures a position cataloguing archaeological artifacts for the Earl of Lyndham–where she encounters a ghost begging her to break a curse plaguing his family.

Before his mysterious lover disappeared, Lucien Blakemore was tempted to throw caution aside. Yet he knows one taste of love will unleash the curse that drove his father and brother to murder their wives.

When he returns home empty-handed and empty-hearted, he’s shocked to discover his new assistant is the goddess who fled into the night. But could her presence be part of a murderous plot to unearth the location of a secret Egyptian tomb? The answer–or his doom–lies behind the desire shining in his seductress’s eyes.