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260 pages, Paperback
First published October 27, 2014
What if Tiyah could really do what she said? What fool, when offered one chance to rub the genie’s lamp, refused? I was not that man.

He grasped my upper arms, pulling me even closer. At that welcome, I felt a hot rush of lust and a heavy ache of affection in my chest. The feelings were so sharp and so sweet that the moment felt worth anything—any price, any punishment, even my immortal soul.


Life. Death. It’s all one thing, mon cher, all part of the dance.
I wanted love, and lust, and passion, tangled bodies and sweaty sheets, at least once in my lifetime. Sometimes my very clothes seemed to choke me, as if the binding threads of civilization strangled the man in me, the flesh-and-blood man…I wanted to let myself feel it all, to touch and be touched. I wanted to breathe.
