Pure and Sinful:
APPROPRIATE FOR MATURE READERS ONLY.
When it turns out your ex was actually a sexy
demon sent by the devil to seduce you to evil, you'd think the next guy, no
matter what he's like, couldn't be a worse decision. Enter Father Marc
Angeletti, a smooth talking piece of forbidden fruit with onyx eyes and a razor
wit, and Riona Dade may as well start packing her luggage for damnation now.
But come Hell or... well, Hell, Marc, Riona, and demigod Dee Zitka have a
mission: serve as a Pure Soul and vanquish Lucifer's minion scum from the face
of the Earth to protect humanity from evil.
Oh, and don't get seduced into sin yourself,
because a fallen Pure Soul is one of Lucifer's biggest thrills. As long as
Riona and Marc can keep things professional and north of the sheets, no
problem, right?
Yeah, that worked out great in the Thornbirds,
too...
Once You Go Demon:
Proving that Big Boss is not without a sense of
whimsy, Hell’s former all-star demon, Jerry Romani, finds himself a traded
player in the classic war of good versus evil. Taking up residence in the human
shell left behind by the death and damnation of Marc Angeletti, Jerry seizes on
the chance both to win a trip to the pearly gates and reclaim the heart of
witch Riona Dade. Not pleased with the butt-kicking the Pure Souls served up,
Lucifer enlists his fallen angel compatriots, the Grigori, to stir up trouble
topside. Time ticks closer to the inevitable: Marc's resurrection as a demon on
Earth, and Jerry is determined to protect Riona and his shiny new Pure Soul
status at all costs. He quickly finds two thousand years of living la vida
demonica aren’t easily undone, however, and old habits are hard to break.
Walking the true path is problematic, and Jerry finds his role reversed when he
must convince Riona that it’s in her best interest to do the same. Even if
letting her give into temptation is more conducive to his efforts. And just as
Project Woo a Witch starts bearing some forbidden fruit, Destiny delivers one
hell of bitch slap. Jerry may have been sent back to Earth to do something
Riona can't, something that will ensure the only thing he'll be kissing where
she's concerned is his ass goodbye.
With God Intent:
Dionysius Zitka: Pure Soul. Demigod. Widower.
The last time Dee saw his father, his wife Carol
lay dead at Zeus’ feet. He vowed never to return, but someone has to rescue
Riona from his crazy Greek God family. At least this time the visit should be
brief: he just has to sponsor Jerry, find the keystone, and get the hell out of
Olympus. Crossing paths with feisty quartergod Anwen Yates proves how the best
laid plans sometimes don't mean jack. Seems Anwen has a couple of demons on her
tail, and Olympus with its demon-free climate would be the perfect place for
her to hide out. The fact that Dee finds her frustrating, funny, and sexy as
hell has nothing at all to do with his decision to bring her along. Nope.
Biding her time with Hades and Persephone, Riona
feels like a third wheel to the ancient, troubled marriage. The cherry on the
cake? Uninvited angels are subject to death in Olympus, and suddenly her magic
has a life of its own! Needing to get her heavenly hexing under control before
her hybrid heritage is exposed, Hades helps her find an angelic mentor. And
wouldn’t you know it that Azazel brings his newly-minted demon Marc Angeletti
along for Riona’s target-practicing pleasure. Or maybe just her pleasure in
general…
As the days tick by, the lines of right and wrong,
purpose and persuasion, and sin and sanctity begin to blur. Rumors are flying,
the Heaven-Hell Accords stretch thinner than a sheet of filo dough, and Zeus
grows more cryptic by the day. Riona's angelic instincts throw her libido
haywire, Hades makes a Hail Mary pass to save his marriage, and Jerry fears
that his may be over before it’s even begun. Meanwhile, the two pillars draw
closer to Olympus, and Dee closer to facing his father, his family, and his
past. But can he honor his wife’s memory, while evermore wanting to do right by
Arwen? The road to Hell is paved with God intentions.
“I
must’ve died,” Riona said to herself, half-believing it might actually be true.
“I’ve died and gone to Heaven.”
The
voice that answered her made her realize how wrong she was.
“No,
Riona, you haven’t died. And I assure you, Heaven makes this place look like a
Calcutta bus station.”
Riona
caught sight of Azazel leaning against a marble pillar, and felt certain of one
thing: Persephone didn’t have to castrate Hades. Riona intended to decapitate
him the moment she got out of there.
If
she ever got out of there.
He
must have sensed her flight-or-fright instincts kicking in. Azazel lifted his
hands and held them up in a sign of amity. “Calm down, sweet cheeks. I have no
reason to hurt you. Besides, you’re still contraband.”
“You!”
She pointed at him with rage, her sword hand flying out instinctively. Right
then, she became aware that she even had a sword hand. If only she had a sword to go into it. Too
bad the Angelic Blade lay thousands of miles and another dimension away from
her. “What are you doing here?”
“Hades
sent a dispatch that you were in need of guidance. I am here merely to guide,
my young padawan.”
“One,
I’m so going to kick your ass for invoking George Lucas. How many times do I
have to tell you demonic scum: Star Wars is a human-only alliteration. And two,
I asked for someone who can help me understand what being part angel means, not
how to recruit hellions, or corrupt college coeds, or change the expiration
dates on milk jugs.”
How
he managed to reach her so quickly, she’d never know. One thing became apparent
to her in that moment of her thundering heartbeat however: if a Grigori truly
wanted to kill her, there would be no contest. It could snap her neck before
she’d ever have any hope of stopping it.
He
trailed a finger over her cheek, leaving a line of scorched flesh that burned
from the inside out. She hissed as the pain backhanded her senses, only to be
chased immediately by a carnal flicker.
Great,
now she was a masochist, too.
“Lesson
one: an angel’s touch can pull temptation to the surface of a mortal and burn
it away. Yours is so near the surface, it is easy to draw. Tell me, been
window-shopping for forbidden fruit lately?”
Killian McRae Bio:
Killian McRae would tell you that she is a rather
boring lass, an authoress whose characters’ lives are so much more exciting
than her own. She would be right. Sadly, this sarcastic lexophile leads a
rather mundane existence in the San Francisco Bay Area. She once dreamed of
being the female Indiana Jones, and to that end she earned a degree in Middle
Eastern History from the University of Michigan. However, when she learned that
real archaeologist spend more time lovingly removing dust with toothbrushes
from shards of pottery than outrunning intriguing villains with exotic accents,
she decided to become a writer instead. She writes across many genres,
including science fiction, fantasy, romance, and historical fiction.
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A great series, highly recommended! Another great excerpt! Azazel is a complex character and his interactions with the other characters is great! Can't wait to see him evolve more in book 4!
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