About this book
Eli is broke, on academic probation, and sleeping in his truck by Friday.
A posting on a coffee shop board offers room and board in exchange for handyman work. A stranger warns him that young men who take the number are never seen again. He takes it anyway.
The house at the end of Thornfield Lane is a candlelit Victorian mansion. The owner is Lilith — thirty-four, recently divorced, pale skin, black lips, and a personality that could strip paint without the sander. She wants every piece of exterior trim stained black as her soul and ready by October.
She gives him a master suite, a contract he probably should have read more carefully, and a tour of a house that includes a room-sized closet and a basement where she claims to keep virgins.
It's a heartwarming story about honest work and fresh starts.
But you know this is smut, right?
