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Sera was an angel of precognition, Cole a demon among men. Brought together through a vision of destiny, he quickly captured her heart. If only he had told her what he was...
Denied, he relented to his master’s control, wreaking havoc on the streets of New York City. Until one fateful day when an angel returned to his door. Stubborn resistance and rousing captivity abounds as the two struggle with each other - as well as the very real obstacles of outside opposition. Can their situation get any more exasperating?
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Every night, however, had been spent in his humble, basement apartment. Within its walls they'd explored each other instead of the huge world around them. Entangled in the sheets, they’d talked for hours, sharing their dreams, their passions, their souls.
It was atop those same sheets that Sera had discovered her favorite past-time; wrestling with Cole. How she adored the wondrous exhilaration she experienced when tumbling about with her strong, decadent male; all that hot flesh and firm muscle rubbing and prodding and grinding against her. Purr…
As she lay across his chest now, listening to his glorious heart beat, she grinned. Perhaps she could entice him into their most challenging match yet.
Without warning, she lurched up and pinned him. But her ensuing onslaught of tickles quickly proved too much for Cole to handle. His bucking hips sent her flying to the other side of the bed. She laughed out loud as he grabbed her ankle, yanking her back with a growl. “Cole! Do not even think about it!” she shrieked, “If you go anywhere near my ribs, so help me, I will smite you right where you lay!”
Cole chuckled, then flipped her onto her stomach, tickling her back with his whiskers, making her squeal in delight. “Smite me, beautiful girl,” he said, turning her back over in his arms. Another barrage of his stubbly, tickling torture as her flesh began to glow.
Sera laughed, palming the sides of his head as she tried to push him away. But when her fingers brushed over two strange bumps, one beside each of his temples, she stilled. Cole’s eyes flashed with a curious fire. Sbe blinked, then slowly swept her thumbs back over the nubs. A pleasure-laced moan rumbled from his chest.
Sera gasped, her smile disappearing. Not only was his gaze flickering with black flame, but his canines were sharpening, too. Her eyes went wide, watching in alarm as his flesh began to change as well, turning from golden brown to a deep, dark maroon. All the while, Cole seemed oblivious, lost in the feel of her thumbs grazing those small bumps.
“Oh my God!” she suddenly cried, squirming frantically beneath his large frame. “Cole! Let me go!”
Frowning, he released her and sat back on his heels, watching her leap from their bed. She tore to the other side of the room, the fact that she was naked holding no bearing compared to what she’d just witnessed.
Against the wall, she began to weep. “What is wrong with your eyes? And your teeth? And your skin?!” Both hands clapped over her mouth as a distraught whimper emerged. Cole climbed off the bed and approached her, trying to ease her anxiety. “No! Do not touch me!” she screamed hysterically. “Not with those... those… oh my God, you have claws!” She choked out a sob. “What is happening? I do not understand!”
Inhaling slowly, Cole closed his eyes and tried to calm his demon, the side of him that had apparently grown a mind of its own, scaring the holy shit out of his angel in the process.
“Sera, I can explain.” He re-opened his eyes, their color back to hazel. But he couldn't conceal his talons, so he hid them behind his back. “I'm not what I seem.” He frowned. She was squeezed so tight into the corner she could almost climb the wall. “Sera, I'm still me, I’m just… I'm more.” But she wasn’t hearing him. A noise of frustration rumbled in his chest. “Please Sera, let me explain.” Even to him his voice sounded guttural, distorted.
She shook her head furiously. “No! You are not still you! You are a demon! Why did you not tell me?” Covering a face twisted in agonized realization, she began to weep. “This cannot be happening. Of all that you could be. Why? Why must you be a demon?!”
As he drew slightly closer she threw out her hands. “No! Stay away!” Her brows wrenched in pain. Cole paused, devastation distorting his handsome features. Her brutal rejection was crushing him. She shook her head again, swiping at her tears. On a shuddering breath she groaned, as if her heart had begun to crumble. “You can never touch me again, for we no longer fit as one. This was all a tragic mistake, an impossible dream between a liar and a fool.”
Cole’s hands fisted at his sides, irate that she was being so unreasonable. She wouldn’t even let him explain. “You aren't the fool here. I am, for thinking you could ever love me. Why can't you see I'm the same person? You know I love you. You know I'd never hurt you.” He stepped toward her again. “Sera, please. Just let me explain.”
Her heart hammered painfully in her chest, pleading for her to give him a chance. But her mind was reeling just as intensely. The bitter reality was impossible to ignore. She was an angel and he was a demon. They could never be together. Her world would never allow it and his would leap at the chance to use their relationship for evil. Regardless of how much she cared, in the end, it did not matter.
As he moved closer, she began to shake. If she allowed him to touch her, she would never be able to leave. Her voice of reason would be crushed under foot by her impassioned love. She had to get away from him, and never look back.
She steeled her shoulders and stared into his beautiful eyes. Eyes she loved more than life itself - despite their recent ability to glow. “There is no point in explaining. We cannot reconcile this futile situation. As you have known from the very start, from the moment I entrusted you with my origin, I am angel. Your kind’s greatest of adversary. There is no logic in trying to fix what would never have worked to begin with. We are both fools, Cole. Now please, just let me go.”
Slowly she inched her way along the wall, choking back the tears as she went. With each reluctant step, her angelic robes began to form, covering her body like a silken embrace, as if knowing intrinsically that she needed the comfort. “Let me go and do not follow.”
Cole followed her as she edged toward the door. Why couldn’t she just give them a chance? Bleak eyes watched her trembling fingers reach for the knob. “Sera, please,” he begged, wincing as she flinched from his outstretched hand. He drew it back and raked both hands through his hair, hitting those damn bumps of his along the way. He cursed the fates that made him what he was.
She pulled open the door. “Sera,” he croaked, “don't go. Stay. Let me explain. We can make this work. I know we can.” She said nothing, and with his heart in his eyes, he was forced to watch her move even farther away. From him. From them.
Inside, he was dying, knowing that if she left he'd be lost forever to his demon. She was the bright light that kept the good inside him intact. And the wickedness at bay. If he lost her, there would be no coming back from the darkness, the side of him ever waiting to take over. Damn it, he deserved good in his life. And Sera was that good.
As if Cole’s devastated face was beginning to undo her, Sera whispered on a trembling breath, “Do not make this harder than it already is. Verily, my heart is shattering within my chest, my will warring with my very soul. I must go now and never return, lest I never go at all.” Her hand held back another sob. “May consolation somehow find you, Cole Astaroth.”
With fresh tears falling, she sprinted out the door, her long legs carrying her into the cold, dying night. Between her shoulder blades where her robe dipped low, majestic wings sprang forth, expanding gracefully from her slender form. Instantly she took flight, her wings flapping powerfully, carrying her higher, higher into the sky’s dim light.
“Sera! Please! Don't go!” Cole yelled, his hands braced against the doorjamb, the only thing keeping him from falling. Bleak eyes looked on as he watched her go, leaving him behind.
And then those eyes returned to black, his horns growing longer as his body went cold, the demon inside taking over his mind, body and soul. The doorjamb crumbled like toothpicks in his grasp as an ungodly bellow left his mouth. It was a cry of profound loss, attesting to the fact that his human half was gone. Just like his heart.
Still naked, he flashed from the doorway, heading underground, bound and determined. If he didn't deserve Sera then he didn't deserve happiness. If his life was going to be a living hell, then hell is where he would live it.
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Authors: Alicia Dawn, Nikita Jakz
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Format: E-book
Word Count: 46,241 k
Book 2 Release Date: October 2013
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