Under Godless Eyes

Under Godless Eyes

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Orrick Graves, part-time necromancer employed by the city, isn't looking for trouble. Haydn Hawthorne, retired mage, is. The problem is, 'trouble' comes exclusively packaged as a serial arsonist out for blood and a city bent on devouring the two men whole. UNDER EDITING. LOOKING FOR BETA READERS. GIVE CRITICISM. TEAR THIS THING APART, PLEASE. Cover art and story solely by me. I own rights. They are mine. You may ask to borrow if you so wish. I will say no.
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-sample- "Answer my question and I would more than love to continue." I find myself nodding frantically and his chuckle echoes in his body. "Use your words." I find myself blushing again but I say nothing. He pulls a breath away from me. When I continue to say nothing he leans back down, briefly brushing his lips over mine with no pressure behind it. His hand on the base of my neck moves up slightly, tilting my head back to his side so my neck is to him. His fingertips brushing over my skin sends a large wave of tingles through me and I can't suppress the shudder that leaves me. He brushes his nose against my neck and I tighten my fisted hand to a point of pain. His hand on my waist quickly goes to my fisted knuckles and smooths them out onto his chest once again. "Can you feel how fast my heart beats for you, Celeste?" It is much faster now. "It's because it belongs to you. All of me? Belongs to you." ~ Finding herself suddenly alone and injured, Celeste finds herself on the grounds of one of the largest packs in the country. Scared of what will become of herself, she never expected to meet her mate and she definitely didn't expect him to be the Alpha of the pack. Xavier always longed to meet his mate, longed to complete his family. And when she, a rogue and a runt, ends up on his pack lands, he vows to protect and love her. Only how can he protect her when mysteriously scentless rogues are attacking more packs every day? When an old enemy of Celeste's makes an appearance in plain sight? When every sign of danger seems to be pointed in Celeste's direction? ~ #3 in Werewolf #5 in dark fantasy #39 in Supernatural #25 in fantasy-romance #1 in rewrite #6 in new adult 💛 this story is exclusively on Good Novel💛 (rewrite of ILR)

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