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Damned Souls

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"At first I didn't get the big deal about this 'Seth' guy; why did they all seem eternally grateful to him? He wasn't their leader or the oldest of them or even one of the originals (whatever that meant), but still they respected him unconditionally. And then I got it. I had never seen such beauty in my life until he turned around, was it beauty? Or love... or lust... One thing was for sure; in the last week after becoming one of their kind, my heart was cold and dead and never pumped blood.. until now. One single beat made my blood pulsate for the first time in what seemed like an eternity. This boy in front of me that had yet to utter a word had brought a sense of life back into me... he smiled at me with his perfect white teeth and soft pale lips, almost sensing how my body reacted to his presence. He and I both knew I could never go back to living without him."

Carmen is a young girl left alone in the world after her parents' murder/suicide. Death is her only solution to the pain and gladly attempts to join them. What she sees as the end becomes a new life in the eyes of another. She is brought back to the world as something that can only be described as a monster in the disguise of her old body. Now stuck in a world of demonic hybrids and witchcraft, Carmen becomes part of a star-crossed love affair with the most infamous boy of her kind: Seth. What Carmen doesn't know is that to live her new life with him, she must pay the price of life. Whether it be her own, or everyone around her.Все права защищены

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Lucifer's Gift

Book one in the Hell's Company series Lucifer was the brightest angel in Heaven, But in service of God, he was condemned to darkness. After thousands of years, the darkness took root inside him. ~ Ammi is a flame no one can extinguish Forged from God's holy fire to combat his darkness. A gift made for Lucifer. ~ He clucked his tongue disparagingly, shaking his head, "Tell me your full name." I groaned, running a hand down my face. "Fine. But I'm not explaining it to you." His face told me that I would if he wanted me to, but I soldiered on. "My full first name is Amirykal. Happy?" I muttered. His reaction took me completely by surprise. He blinked slowly at first, processing, then his face split into a wide grin and he threw back his head and laughed uproariously. I was hit with a wave of arousal at the sound of it-it was rumbling and husky, heating me up at the core. "What's so funny?" I grumbled, sure he was laughing at my expense. He looked down, that gorgeous grin still on his chiseled face, showcasing his lovely white teeth. "Oh, Kitten. Your name, Amirykal, do you know its meaning?" He asked, his voice sensual and erotic as he spoke my name. "No-I was found with that name." I answered struggling to keep my voice even as he slowly approached, like a predator would his prey. "Well, Love, I'll tell you. Amirykal means 'gift', or, more exactly, 'a gift from God'." He purred as he got closer and closer, so there was barely a foot between us. "And why is that funny?" I had a very hard time focusing on the conversation at hand with him at this proximity, using that lovely tone. "Because, Amirykal, I am Lucifer. And God made you to be mine." HIGHEST RANKS: #1 in Paranormal #2 in Supernatural #7 in Werewolf* Takes many liberties on Biblical stories and has graphic violence and adult content. Please do not read if such things offend you.

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