Fighting Heaven And Hell

Fighting Heaven And Hell

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Shane and Valerie are one of there own kind. With Shane being demon-hell hound hybrid and Valerie being a angel-werewolf hybrid. Since they where little they grew up around each other they never really talked in till going to the open-gates high school. This is when Shane and Valerie world was flipped around, they found out they are mates. Its not uncommon for demons and angels to be mated. Its just being the daughter of God and the daughter of Satan it was very rare for this and being their fathers history causes a lot of problems when the girls tell their fathers who their mate is.
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Xan a stripper, works the vampire club, where she met two mysterious and dark vampire. Who have no problem sharing her...If you know what that entitled. : : "Kiss my ass," I growled. She smirked. "How much?" I snorted. "Your order?" Jager leaned over the table, her gaze fixed on me. "Tell me, Snow Princess. How much for a kiss on your ass? Name your price." I realized that for them, everything revolved around naming a price, and they could get what they wanted. That's how they had lived for years. "Blood wine and shots, coming right up," I said, ignoring her proposition. She leaned back, the purple lighting casting shadows on their faces, making them appear even more enigmatic. "Do your thing, Snow Flakes. But when you come back, I hope the price is on the tip of those lips," she said. I rolled my eyes. "Whatever," I mumbled. "Come here," Jager commanded. I couldn't help but smile inside as she rummaged through her seemingly endless supply of cash. She folded a few bills and leaned forward, slipping the money into the side of my skirt. Her hand lingered, palming my ass cheeks. "So damn full," she remarked, her words slipping through her fangs. Read to find out...

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