It’s wonderful to be back here at Fang-tastic Books! Today I’m here as part of the final leg of my Paranormal Pandemonium 2011 Blog Tour which is all about my amazing Winter Warmers book deals and will feature the books in the offer.
My Winter Warmers deals run until January 15th 2012 and there are plenty of fantastic reads to choose from, all priced between $0.99 and $2.99 and in a range of lengths between novella and long novels, and a variety of paranormal romance sub-genres including sinful angels, sexy vampires, seductive werewolves, and even a super-hot demon and sassy witch pairing. What better way to pass a chilly winter or relax in the sunshine if you're down under, than curled up in the arms of some paranormal heroes, letting yourself be swept along in their romance and adventures?
The book I’m going to be sharing an excerpt from today is Her Dark Angel but I’d like to talk a little about the Her Angel series as a whole. Her Dark Angel is the first book in my best selling Her Angel romance series. The other books in order are Her Fallen Angel, Her Warrior Angel and Her Guardian Angel.
The Her Angel series is about a world of angels and demons where the angels are still in the service of a higher power. They’re not fallen like you get in a lot of angel romance novels and series, and there is no clear black and white, evil and good in the world that I have created in the books. Each of the stories is sexy and passionate, and packed with action and plenty of emotion too, and some scenes that will have you reaching for the tissues. I love to world build and I haven’t held back in this series, and with each book the world is expanding and growing, and we’re discovering more about the forces of Heaven and Hell.
Her Dark Angel is a story about a wronged woman, Serenity, who is also a witch, and a rather gorgeous but dark angel, Apollyon, who hears her pain and answers her call, escaping a long spell of guarding the Devil in Hell. Apollyon wants to exact his own personal brand of revenge upon Serenity’s ex for the hurt he’s caused her. Since he’s one of the angels of the Apocalypse and is due to rain destruction down on Earth, he’s a pretty wicked man and obliterating the guy seems like a reasonable punishment to him. Serenity convinces him to back down to something a little less end-of-the-world and can’t resist the idea of masquerading as lovers to make her ex jealous. Working with Apollyon to gain her revenge, Serenity finds herself falling for the dark angel, and finds an escape from the pain in her heart, but she has her doubts about loving an angel and feels she’s about to get her heart broken again. She isn’t the only one falling in love though, and Apollyon does his best to convince her that he really is the man for her, that he would never hurt her, and that they can be together.
The next two books in the series are novellas too. Her Fallen Angel is the story of Lukas, following him as he tries to prove his innocence in order to regain his wings and find the person responsible for the hundreds of human deaths that were pinned on him, and convince Annelie, a mortal, that the love he feels for her is very real and he needs her more than anything.
Her Warrior Angel follows Einar, an angel of the division of hunters and one of the best in Heaven, as he tracks down demons on Earth and finds himself working with a beautiful half-demon half-human woman, Taylor, and falling for her regardless of the fact that love between their species is forbidden.
Her Guardian Angel is the first novel in the series and it not only introduces a new angel hero, Marcus, and a new heroine, Amelia, but brings back all of the heroes and heroines from the first three books in the series, introduces the next hero, and reveals a lot more about the world of the series. Marcus is a guardian angel and the most loyal of all the heroes so far. He thinks only of obeying his orders and fulfilling his mission to protect the mortal female Amelia, regardless of the way he feels about mortals. Amelia is a young thirty-something, going from one bad relationship to the next, and when Marcus moves in next door to her and protects her from a rowdy ex-lover in the dead of night, she starts to fall for him, but is convinced that no matter how good Marcus looks, he might be another black knight in disguise. In Her Guardian Angel, we learn more about the previous heroes and heroines in the series, and how their relationships are progressing, and more about Heaven and Hell.
Since today is all about Her Dark Angel, I’ve chosen one of my favourite scenes to share with you all...
Apollyon led her down into the dark interior of the basement club and then she moved in front of him when they reached the crowded space at the foot of the stairs. Blue neon lit the black bar, white spotlights casting pale light over the bartenders and the patrons gathered there.
Serenity walked further into the club and Apollyon put his surroundings to memory. The dance floor was small and busy with mortals performing what he could only interpret as clothed sex. Blue strobes and lasers made their movements stuttered and broken. Clusters of tall round black tables surrounded by stools lined the edges of the room. Most of them were full. The music was too loud, a fast and hard beat that made him miss the relative peace of Hell.
Serenity stopped again and he bumped into the back of her. The feel of her warm body against his stirred him as badly as the coffee had done and he backed off a step so she wouldn’t notice. She looked over her shoulder at him and motioned with her eyes towards the dance floor.
If she expected him to be able to pick out Edward from a crowd, she was overestimating his abilities.
She took hold of his arm and he felt her fingers against his skin rather than the jacket of his suit. She could reach through his glamour too. He burned where she touched, growing hungry for more, for her to touch other parts of him.
He was starting to see why his fellow warriors had pledged themselves to mortal women.
She tiptoed, her breasts pressing against his arm and his chest, and he lowered his ear to her mouth when he finally clawed back enough sense to realise that she wanted to say something to him.
“The mousy haired man, white shirt, exposing far too much chest,” she shouted into his ear and he grimaced. He should have told her that he had sensitive hearing.
He looked for his target, gaze scanning the dancers, and zeroed in when he spotted him. He was showing far too much chest, his white shirt had at least the top three buttons undone, and he was dancing with a slender dark-haired woman in a revealing tight pale dress.
“Is that the female he betrayed you with?” He frowned. The woman was nothing compared with Serenity. His gaze shifted to her and she shook her head.
What sort of womaniser had Serenity been involved with? The thought of her with such a man made him desire to change plans and send the man to Hell after all.
“Do you want a drink?” she shouted over the noise of the music.
Apollyon shook his head. “I do not think alcohol would be wise. I have not tasted it before and I am not sure whether it is still forbidden.”
Serenity looked past him to the bar. “Well, I need a drink.”
“Then a drink you will have.” He released her hand. “I will be just a moment.”
He heard her gasp when he disappeared. A woman looked right at him when he appeared in a space next to her, accidently knocking against her, and he smiled his apology. The anger that had been in her dark eyes disappeared in an instant.
“Can I buy you a drink, Handsome?” She fluttered her long lashes at him and smiled.
He had never been in the game but he knew when a woman was flirting. He looked over towards Serenity where she stood by the dance floor, staring over the heads of the crowd at him, the shock still on her face.
“I am here with someone.” He sensed the woman’s gaze leave him.
She snorted. “Really, you ought to trade up.”
Was she insinuating that Serenity wasn’t good enough for him and that perhaps she was?
He laughed. He had never heard something so ridiculous. Why would he want to leave Serenity for the woman before him? Serenity was kind, warm, he looked back at her and his smile slowly fell as it began to dawn on him, and beautiful.
She really was beautiful.
And he wanted her.
He hid never wanted a mortal woman before.
But he wanted her.
He flagged down the bartender and compelled him to make the same brightly coloured drink as the flirtatious woman had in front of her. The man made it and slid it across the bar to him. Apollyon took it and left, disappearing and reappearing beside Serenity.
She gasped again and then smiled when he held the drink out to her.
“I am not sure what it is.”
“Did your new friend recommend it?” She was still smiling but there was something different about her.
Something darker that came with a strong sense of power.
“She recommended something else and I refused.” He offered the drink again and Serenity took it this time, moved the small black straws around and then sucked on them.
Apollyon stared at her mouth, mesmerised as she removed the straws and licked her lips.
“Good?” he said and she nodded.
The power that had radiated from her disappeared and she smiled. He had never dealt with a witch before. Could she curse him? He wasn’t sure if his own powers would stand against hers and he didn’t want to find out.
The table nearest them became free and he placed his hand against her elbow, guiding her over to it. She slid into the tall black stool and placed her drink down on the round black table. Apollyon sat opposite her, watching her sip her drink and waiting.
The music continued to pound but soon changed to a new song. Some of the dancers left the floor and walked past them towards the bar. Apollyon reached across the table and placed his hand over Serenity’s when Edward walked past.
He smiled at Serenity when he felt Edward’s gaze light on them and then he moved on. Her eyes widened and then she looked at Apollyon.
“Did he see?” She leaned towards him, affording him a glorious view down her black dress to her breasts.
Was she trying to tempt him?
“He saw.” Apollyon looked over his shoulder, tracking Edward’s progress across the room.
Edward was shorter than him, and his build was slighter. He seemed plain in the face but it was difficult to tell in such poor light. He must have some good qualities to draw Serenity to him and make her care for him. Right now though, Apollyon couldn’t see anything good in him. He saw only a sinner, a man to be punished and made to suffer, just as his mistress desired.
Edward reached the bar and looked back at him.
No, at them. He was looking at them. He would have seen that Serenity was with him and that they were more than just friends.
Serenity sipped her drink again and Apollyon grazed his thumb lightly over the back of her hand, staring at them. She didn’t seem to mind him touching her, or was it all part of the act? His blue gaze rose to her face, studying her as she sucked on the two small black straws. Her blonde hair shone blue in the lights. The colour of them washed out her skin and made her make-up even darker.
She looked up from her drink and released the straws. Her smile teased him, curving her dark lips and tempting him to take this charade further just to see how she would react.
“What sort of spells can you cast?” he said over the noise of the music.
She slowly stirred her drink with the straws, staring into his eyes the whole time. Did she have to think that hard about it? Could she cast spells on men that made them her willing slave? If she could, he would swear that she had cast one on him.
“My mother told me only to do magic that benefitted others, and I had until today.” She lifted the glass to her lips, pushed the straws aside, and took a long gulp of the drink. She set the empty glass down. “I’ve done minor curses for people, spells to aid maternity and conception, and love spells of course.”
Perhaps she had cast that spell on him.
She had never used magic to benefit herself before today.
He had seen enough of the world to know that she was unusual in that respect. Her warmth, her selflessness and kindness, spoke to his heart, making her more beautiful. She thought only of helping others when most who possessed her powers would use them to profit from other humans. Power was a drug to mortals. He had seen the effect it had on them. Another person with her abilities would have used it to make them rich, important and popular, lured in by the promises of false happiness it gave, addicted to it.
Serenity seemed immune to it, and when she had finally succumbed to using it for herself, it had been to heal the pain in her heart and have vengeance. The hurt her ex-lover had caused her had driven her to use her power.
And Apollyon had heard her call and responded.
Perhaps he was the result of her spell after all. Her magic could have amplified her voice and he could have heard it because his focus had been on her at the time.
“You are never tempted to use them?”
She shook her head and then glanced away. “Perhaps sometimes.”
Her gaze snuck back to him, meeting his, and her cheeks darkened. It would have been impossible to see it if he hadn’t been watching for it. She had considered a spell. On who? On Edward or on him? Revenge or love?
Serenity’s other hand settled over their joined ones. It was cold from holding the glass but soon warmed on contact with his skin. She turned the hand beneath his, trapping his between hers.
“Do you think we should dance?” There was a nervous edge to her expression and her gaze flickered past him, over his shoulder.
“Is he still watching?” Apollyon could already feel the man’s gaze on his back.
“Then we should definitely dance.”
She hesitated. “Is it okay to dance... to do any of this?”
How many times was she going to ask him the same question? His answer wasn’t going to change. Whatever she wanted, he would do it.
Apollyon took hold of her hand, stood and walked around the table to her. His smile seemed to give her the answer that she was looking for, bringing another dark blush to her cheeks, and she slipped from her stool and followed his lead towards the dance floor.
The music was heavier now, harder, and slower. The people on the dance floor were bordering on clothed sex again and, for a moment, he wondered if it really was a good idea. He wasn’t sure where a dance would lead, but the look in Serenity’s eyes said that wherever it took them, it wasn’t pretend.
He pulled her into his arms, so her hands were against his chest, and stood there with her, looking down into her wide eyes. Her pupils dilated, darkening her irises, full of passion and hunger that he could feel beating in her heart.
Whenever she let go of her nerves and of the fact that he was an angel, she was more confident, sensual in her movements and almost flirtatious in her air around him. He wanted her like that now, and not because it would make Edward jealous to see it.
Apollyon slid his hands down to her waist from her ribs, and over her hips. She felt too good beneath his touch. Her eyelids slipped to half-mast and her palms pressed against his chest, not on his suit but on his armour. Did she like the feel of his hands on her?
He tightened his grip on her hips and drew her against him, starting to move slowly to the heavy beat. Her hands slid up over his breastplate and then over his collarbones towards his neck. He shivered when she lightly swept her fingers across his shoulders, and stepped into him, her body moving against his. Each time they brushed, each step that had them rubbing against each other, drove him a little farther towards the edge of control.
Serenity slipped her hands around the back of his head, twirled the dark hair of his ponytail around her slender fingers, and then settled them against the nape of his neck. He shifted his hands, easing them around her back, until they met in the small of it, feeling the way her hips moved as she danced with him. Her leg slid between his and his between hers, and her eyes half-closed again when he brushed the apex of her thighs. He groaned and moved closer to her, eager to feel the whole of her body against his, his thoughts diving down routes they hadn’t traversed in a long time. How good would she look naked? He wanted to explore every supple inch of her with his mouth and hands, wanted to worship her body until she cried his name and collapsed into his arms.
Apollyon stepped back a little, unable to bear the torture and needing a moment to breathe. He was too close to letting go.
Serenity stared into his eyes, hers full of invite, asking him to give in to her. He would do so willingly if he could be sure that this wasn’t an act. It was a charade, nothing more than pretend so they would make Edward jealous. That was all it was.
So why did it feel so good to have her in his arms?
She ran her hands down over his biceps, slowly, her gaze following her right hand as it traced the curves of his muscles, and her heart beating faster, as though exploring his body excited her. Her eyes darkened and he could feel the hunger in her, could sense the growing need.
Why did his body burn wherever she touched?
His gaze flickered to her mouth.
And why couldn’t he keep his eyes off her cherry red lips and his mind off how good it would feel to dip his head and kiss her?
It had been a long time since he had desired a woman, but he knew it had never felt like this—so strong and irresistible. He loved how she moved against him, her body brushing his, teasing him into submission, sending shiver after shiver over his skin and sending his temperature soaring. He loved the way she looked into his eyes and smiled at him, so full of honest emotions and desire. It didn’t feel like an act.
It felt so real and he was sure that she would welcome a kiss from him.
It couldn’t be the glamour because it didn’t work on her. She had to be attracted to him.
She smiled up at him, her hands resting lightly by his elbows, burning him with her touch. He wanted to feel her hands on his chest but this time without his armour in the way. He needed her to touch him, to feel what she did to him and how hard she made his heart beat.
He moved against her, satisfying himself as much as he could in public and without overstepping the mark. She didn’t seem to care. Her eyes slipped shut again when he ran his hands down to her backside and he groaned under his breath at the way the twin peachy globes moved beneath his fingers. He slid his hands lower, until he cupped her bottom, and drew her against him, so her hips were close to his.
He wanted her.
Her wide eyes met his, pupils swallowing her irises, and her lips parted.
He wanted to kiss her.
It couldn’t be pretend.
He wanted to wrap her in his arms and his wings and never let her go.
What had she done to him?
What spell had she cast to make him like this?
Her fingertips caressed his arms, working back up to his shoulders, and she traced the line of the leather straps that held his armour in place. She toyed with the buckles, making his body tremble with the thought that he might get his wish and she might remove his breastplate and touch his bare chest.
He wanted that so much.
Her chest rose and fell with her hard breathing, luring his eyes there. Deep hunger bolted through him at the sight of her breasts pressing against her small black dress. He lost track of what they were doing, until they were only holding each other, staring into each other’s eyes, both of their hearts racing.
His gaze drifted back to her mouth and he couldn’t fight the temptation.
Apollyon lowered his head towards hers, wrapped her in his arms, and tilted his head to kiss her.
He pulled back, frowning. She laughed then and wriggled against him. He groaned when her hip pressed against his aching erection.
She was beautiful when she laughed though. She brushed her shoulder and then down her arm, and he realised that it was his wings. He lifted one and swept the black feathers over her shoulder. She laughed in his arms, genuine and full of happiness.
She seemed to have forgotten her heartache.
They both seemed to have forgotten this was make believe.
I hope you’ve all enjoyed this introduction to Her Dark Angel, and the Her Angel series. If you’d like to learn more about the book, the series, the offers I have on this holiday season, or myself, then read on...
Her Dark Angel
An angel without a mission, Apollyon lives trapped in Hell guarding the bottomless pit. Surrounded by endless darkness, he longs to fly free on Earth once more but his master hasn’t called him in centuries. When the call finally comes, it’s to serve a new master, a beautiful woman he has often watched over, a woman who has always captivated him.
Serenity is shocked when a gorgeous black-winged angel shows up in her city of Paris claiming that she called him when she was only casting a simple vengeance spell. He’s no other than the angel of death! When Apollyon offers to obey her and help her have revenge on her cheating ex-boyfriend, she can’t resist the temptation, but can she resist him? Can an angel as dark as Apollyon ever fall for a mortal woman like her?
Dark, passionate and erotic, Her Dark Angel is a tale of intense desire and deepest forbidden love guaranteed to get your heart racing.
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