Ideas, blurbs and covers for books that I want to/Plan to write after Bedding Camp.
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"Tell you what you overgrown pigeon..." he starts. "I am in the business of making deals, it's kind of my thing... I'm pretty sure we could come to an agreement that would leave both parties mutually satisfied." He grins deviously.
"Don't be ridiculous. Angels don't make deals with Demons." She shakes her head. "Ah, but I'm making the deal, your just accepting it. Don't rush the gate before you've heard what I've to offer." Says The Demon. "I have something you want, and you have something I want."
"Why would a Demon be willing to bargain away what so many of your kind have died searching for?" She crosses her arms in suspicion. "I have my reasons." He shrugs. "Pray, do tell." She narrows her eyes at him. Such ice, not even the deepest flames of Hades could melt. Dammed that's hot. For a moment he wasn't sure if he had thought that or Ian. Either way he could tell they were both hot as hell for her. "Never was a big fan of ending the world." He explains. "Some of us actually like it how it is."
"I see." She responds cooly. "Take my deal lass, and you can flitter flatter out of here and back to the land of milk and honey." He states leaning onto the Holy relic as if it were a cane. "Well I was not created a soldier, bureaucracy is not beneath me." She counters. "But I am an Angel, I have no wordly possessions, what could you possibly want from me?"
"It's something quite simple really." He unrolls a scroll using what little magic he had left. It was one of the shortest he had ever made up. "A kiss?!?" She exclaims, jerking it out of his hands forcefully. "Blasphemy!" Naomi cries. "Been there, done that." He chuckles. "What is this clause, stating that I have to try my best?" She nitpicks, causing him to smile. Aldous loved the nitpickers.
"I'm not talking chaste little baptism ritual kiss here love. When I say you have to try... well you'll know that when you feel it." A sly smile on his face. "And you will surrender the staff?" She interrogates after finishing reading the contract.
"I don't know how much you know about demons, love, but when it's on paper we are bound to honor it." The Angel looks around the temple, contemplating... then at the staff in his hands. "Deal."
Inside an ancient temple that houses the spear that pierced the side of Christ; A rebelous demon living inside a devishly handsome sinner strikes a deal with a by the book angel borrowing the body of a strangely attractive nun.
The spear for a kiss. The trade is made, but will both heavenly and the hellion, as well as the bodies and spirits of their fleshly vessels get more than they bargained for in the process?
