The Book
Waitress, Camille Dutton, has luck on her
side.Good and bad. On the upside,
she narrowly escaped
death and Satan claiming her soul. On the downside, a
portal has been opened, and she can
feel every time a creature
from Hell crosses over to our world.
Derek Galloway is one tenacious
man. His curious nature
won’t let him rest until he closes Hell’s portal and finds a cure for Camille’s
affliction. Satan will have one helluva fight on
his hands if he tries to claim her again.
Camille and Derek, an unlikely
couple, have found each other in the darkest of times. Will they find the
answers they need to free her and the world from Satan’s grip? Or are they in
for the longest, darkest
battle of their lives?
********* EXCERPT *********
Evil had done a real
number on her in her sleep. She had to somehow push him out of her mind. Useless
facts! She could try using all those facts she stored up for no good reason, but
helped her in socially awkward situations. Maybe if she thought about them, she
could squeeze the darkness out.
“Did you know good
means morally excellent, virtuous, and righteous?” She sniffed and wiped her wet
eyes with the hem of her t-shirt. Dragging her fingers through her thick mane,
she removed the tumbling mess from her face and did her best to tame the
reckless locks of hair.
“No I didn’t.” He
extended his hand again, and this time she took it.
“It also means
honorable and worthy.”
“Both of which you
are.”
She inched out of the
corner, ever closer, and kneeled before him, suddenly sensing his physical need
of her, his concern, and affection. How could she deny her own longing and
desire for him?
“Show me, Derek.” Her
breath hitched. “Show me what Satan refuses me— the truth.”
He rose to meet her
in the center of the living room floor, the pair on their knees, like two souls
praying and worshipping each other. Butterflies flitted joyfully in her belly,
replacing the hurt of earlier, painful times. Her chin trembled with
anticipation as he brought his lips to rest upon hers for the most gentle of
kisses she believed had ever been given or received.
“I’m worthy, I’m
worthy….” she murmured over and over as he kissed her branded eyelids and chased
with feather-light kisses a single tear that had escaped to run down her cheek.
He blazed another trail along her throat, down to the sweet spot between her
breasts, and she enveloped him in her arms, cherishing the gentle restraint he
displayed, appreciating how hard it must be for him to contain his full desires.
Even she held back a little, wounds still smarting under the
bandages.
But she couldn’t deny
herself the glory of seeing what lay hidden under his shirt, and pushed him away
to peel the thin material off in a burst of primal wanting. A godlike present
had lain underneath. Smooth, sculpted arms, chest and abdomen seemed to beg for
her hands to touch, and she willingly obeyed. Groaning, his eyes fluttered
closed as she explored each hill with her lips and every valley with the tip of
her tongue. He tasted of sunlight and all that was good and honest. Like a
man. A virile man to whom
she would have to show her entire body.
She froze, frightened
by her urgent need and limitations.
He opened his eyes
and when they met hers, they were filled with understanding. He caressed her
cheek and whispered, “Camille, my beautiful flower, whatever you need, whatever
you want, just tell me.”
He waited patiently
for her to find her voice. “I…I don’t want you to see my body. Not like
this.”
“Love-making can take
many forms, sweetheart. Take me to your bed, Cam. I’ll show
you.”
My name is Deena Remiel, and I am an author of paranormal romance and
urban fantasy. It seems the longer I write, the darker my stories get!
But I just can’t get enough of Good vs Evil! I also teach language arts
to middle schoolers. Curiously, I find myself being called upon to write
all sorts of correspondence for my family and friends, but they are
everything to me, and frequently serve as fodder for elements of my
novels, poems, and posts. They take it all in stride, though, and with
good humor. So, it’s really a perfect give and take relationship!
Feel free to contact me: deenaremiel@yahoo.com
Feel free to contact me: deenaremiel@yahoo.com
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Lindsey, thank you so much for hosting DDJ today! I love you bunches and bunches!
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