But, I know I’ve made the right decision. I don’t belong in Dread. I belong in the sunlight, in the natural world. I belong with my own kind.
Then why can’t I stop thinking about the men I’ve left behind in Dread? Why can’t I stop thinking about Harlow’s kiss or Jean-Claude’s smile, or Riven’s piercing eyes or the warmth of Grim’s smile?
You have a new life to look forward to, Everly, I tell myself. New adventures, new friends, new experiences.
I can’t argue my words.
So, I let the train take Riddle and me to its next stop—Arcadia.
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To Be Continued in
Bad To Worse
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The Sacred Oath Series,
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The 9 Hells Series…
THE SACRED OATH SERIES
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I don’t know who I am or where I came from.
The only thing I do know is that I’m running from something.
And there’s a voice inside my head that guides my every move…
When I’m taken prisoner to be thrust into a lifetime of prostitution, I learn I’m an angel. Yes, I bear the markings on my back: markings that reveal my wings have been removed. But when my only ally, a foul-mouthed sprite, insists my wings are intact, I realize the danger I’m facing.
I need protection. And that protection can only come from three magically powerful men who were destined to protect the balance between shadow and light:
Dragan, a gargoyle and the King of Shadow;
Cambion, an elf and the King of Nature;
and Baron, a vampire and the King of Death.
At one time there were four but Variant, the King of Light, grew greedy and usurped control for himself. He banished Cambion to the fae realm and Dragan to the shadow realm. And he murdered Baron.
And now Variant is after me.
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Excerpt from Angel, Book 1 in the Sacred Oath Series: The moment when Eilish first meets Dragan…
ANGEL
Eilish
Mortal Realm
Behold him, a voice compels me. A woman’s voice.
I’m swimming in a balmy sea, floating on an endless tide of elation. I can’t open my eyes, but I also don’t want to.
See him, the voice insists.
And while I feel myself still floating in the warmth of my bubbly sea, the images around me are different, now. I know my eyes aren’t open, yet I’m still able to see. How this is possible I don’t know, but the reason doesn’t particularly matter. Instead, I can see a room through my closed eyelids. Seconds later, I focus on a huge and winged man who appears above me.
Shadows cling to his skin, to the rubbery, black wings that arch out of him, bathing him in darkness. He’s impossibly large and broad. Muscles litter the landscape of his body like afterthoughts. He’s power and menace, strength and danger. He embodies the night just as much as the night embodies him.
I’m nothing but afraid of him. He’s terrifying. But the longer I study him, the more I realize there’s something lurking beneath his imposing exterior… something that speaks to me, something fleshly, carnal.
My body begins to respond to him, to the smoldering way he looks at me. And, in turn, I can see his body responding to mine: the way his cock begins to strain against his pants, the way his mouth opens and he scents me on the air with his tongue.
Yes, the voice says, inside my head. Call to him. Appeal to him. Use the power within you to pull him, to force him closer.
Staring up at this mountain of a man, I realize how immense he really is. He could break me in half with nothing more than a thought… Fear begins to echo through me again, beating a wild path inside me next to… exhilaration.
He leans down until only inches of air separate us. His heady, masculine scent invades my senses, filling me with a driving hunger, a need to touch him. He’s so close. He causes my heart rate to increase and I feel my chest expand as I take a deep, excited breath.
His face is hard, and anger vibrates off him. He’s rough and battle worn.
But it’s the light gray of his eyes that draws me. There’s something in them that’s beautiful, something that hints at a code of honor that still exists within him. I realize then that he won’t hurt me.
I want to reach out to him, to touch his olive skin, but my body won’t comply. Instead, I stare at him, taking in the angular lines and planes of his face. His black hair reaches his shoulders and matches the darkness of the stubble decorating his strong jaw, chin and cheeks. He’s stunningly handsome, but not in a beautiful way. Everything about him is harsh, rough, beyond masculine. Everything about him is darkness, shadow, and intrigue.
More than anything, I want to feel his shadows and darkness plunging into me. I want to feel him burrowing himself so deeply inside me that I scream out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. I want this barbarian, this beast, to own me, to imprint me with his seed.
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Dragan
I take a step away from the beautiful woman, intent on leaving both her and the annoying sprite, but something pulls me back, as
