title: Kiss of Death: A Novel (The Kiss Trilogy)
author: Debbie Viguie
description: "Both paranormal and inspy romance readers will be captured by the new twists in this exciting novel and will be looking forward to the final title to be released in 2013."<b><i>Serena Chase, USAToday.com</i></b><br /><br />"This compelling romantic adventure takes place across centuries and throughout Europe as humans and vampires work together believably, strengthening each other's faith as they struggle with questions of redemption and loyalty. The action is fast, furious and violent, interspersed with fascinating diary entries that are slowly revealed as the cousins translate pages, creating a rising excitement that doesn't stop when the book ends."<b><i><i>RT Book Reviews</i>, ****1/2</i></b><br /><br />"Breathless tension coats Raphael and Susan's interactions with a right-on-the-edge-of-passion thrill....I am eerily hooked....It's a thought-provoking read that, like Mary Shelley's <em>Frankenstein</em>, may cause readers to question their definition of a monster."<b><i><em>USA Today </em>on <em>Kiss of Night</em></i></b><br /><br />"The premise is provocative: can a vampire be redeemed?... hordes of vampire fans who, after their introduction to the vampire Raphael, will clamor for book two and the movie adaptation that must star Johnny Depp."<b><i><em>Publishers Weekly </em>on <em>Kiss of Night</em></i></b>
zlib_text: THE LAST KISS
  Sally Malcolm
  
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  So he will never come but in delight,
  And, as it was in life, his name shall be
  Wonder awaking in a summer dawn,
  And youth, that dying, touched my lips to song.
  The Last Meeting — Siegfried Sassoon, 1918
  
  CHAPTER ONE
  12th October 1917, Flanders, Belgium
  Ash’s fingers had grown stiff and cold around the pen. He’d lost track of how long he’d been sitting
  there, staring at the blank sheet of paper before him, watching it waver in the flinching candlelight.
  Above