Foreword
A DEVIL OF DEPRAVITY
Sebastian Wolff was irresistible to every woman he met. He had but to crook a finger and the woman was his to do with as he desired. Yet there was an aura of evil about him that made his conquests hate his guts. They abhorred Sebastian but could not resist his beck and call. His touch changed their venom to carnal desire. They burned for his caresses, they cried for his brand of love. It was as though the devil inhabited the frame of Sebastian. It took Christine to exercise the evil, to sacrifice her soul so that Sebastian could regain his ... only to lose his life at the hands of his best friend.