Publication date: January 4th 2022
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance
Their love could give him a second chance at life-or condemn her to an eternity of damnation.
Yanked from his tortured existence in Netherworld and dumped naked in the Louisiana Bayou, Lash could swear he’s died and gone to heaven. Except for the fact that a millennium ago he died a condemned soul, forever barred from Paradise. His new life feels like the next best thing, full of small miracles. Like silence. And ice water. And the company of a beautiful, compassionate woman.
Teva is a woman with a taste for heavy-metal music, an inherited talent for magic, and a trusting heart. She knows nothing about the mysterious stranger she’s taken in, only that he needs her help. And the fact that he’s gorgeous hasn’t escaped her attention. She can’t see Lash as anything other than a sexy, gentle man who soothes her nightmares away. Then Lash learns the real reason for his reprieve from Netherworld-he’s been sent to corrupt Teva’s soul with sinful pleasures. Starved for tenderness and aching with desire, Lash yearns to accept the loving embrace Teva offers. But he can’t give in to passion without tainting her, condemning her to the horrors of Netherworld.
The ultimate battle between good and evil is brewing, and Lash stands caught in the middle between Teva, who owns his heart-and Satan, who owns his soul.
Her head kept nodding into his shoulder. She was sleepy and should be in bed, asleep and alone. But instead, she lay resting beside him.
He sighed. “Bedtime.”
“Oh, not yet. I’m awake.”
He grunted. “Your eyes are little slits.”
She gasped. “Do I look that bad?” She pushed to sit upward.
“Not at all.” In truth, he wanted to hold her and ease her tiredness. She’d stayed up with him, for him. He required little sleep and watched cartoons to pass time. “Go to bed. And I’ll clean up here.”
“Oh, no, I’ll help.”
“Fine. I’ll put you to bed.” He sat up, then scooped her up into his arms. She squealed while he stood up.
“Oh, gosh. Nic, put me down. I know I’m heavy.”
He frowned. She wasn’t heavy. Not at all. In Netherworld, he could handle burdens five times his weight. He was a good, dependable slave. She didn’t weigh anything near what he did.
After a moment of struggle, she wrapped her arms around his neck. Her breasts flattened against his chest. “Don’t drop me.”
He inhaled. He’d never get enough of her unique scent. Surely Paradise didn’t smell any better. When he went home, he’d treasure the memory of her scent as much as he would her and her touch.
The soft pant of her breath teased him. His cock hardened, so rigid it ached.
A gentle hand tangled into his hair.
He groaned, finally arriving inside her room. “Here you go.” He released her legs, only to have her arms continue to cling to his neck. “Teva…”
“Kiss me, Nic.”
His heart thundered in his chest. Beat in his ears. Lust surged to his cock to tighten his balls.
“A kiss goodnight can do neither of us any harm.”
Not able to argue, hungrily, he dipped his head. She rose up on tiptoe to press her lips to his. He groaned at the jolt of desire that rushed through his veins. His hands held a steady grip on her hips.
Soft lips brushed across his mouth.
Arousal beat strong within him. His hands drifted up along her back.
Melissa writes for herself and creates her worlds for her characters. She’s authored stories in several different genres of romance, including paranormal, contemporary, suspense, dark fantasy, historical, futuristic, as well as, horror. She’s also collaborated with Mechele Armstrong. She’s been interested in the human psyche and paranormal activities since she gained eyesight at the age of twenty-two. She’s earned dual MAs in English and creative writing and advocates for the blind.
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