An erotic horror tale of passion and the many faces of evil, from master storyteller Andrew Neiderman
I awoke with blood on my hands . . .
When Hollywood actress Clea Cave wakes up next to her dead lover, she rushes to the nearest police precinct to confess to murder. But Detective Steven Mayer doesn’t believe her. He already has a solid suspect in the string of gruesome homicides dubbed the Love Murders: Clea’s brother Richard. That’s when she confesses that she and her brother are the same person. They inhabit one body; they share one soul.
A member of the secret Androgyne race, Clea is blessed with the gift of flawless beauty and the ability to change gender at will. In the male state, she feeds on mortals and steals their life force through erotic seduction. Desperate to keep Richard from killing more innocents, she must fight her own dual nature, which is made more difficult by her growing hunger for Mayer. But Clea is in grave danger. Because someone—or something—is hunting her kind, and her stalker is much closer than she thinks.
