In the Hotseat with Mahalia Levey

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Free Read .. The Domino Effect

I know I've been bad. Very, very bad about keeping up my blog. After working a full day, I'm usually drained and really don't want to be online updating anything. Also, because of my budget crunch, I've been without internet and a trek to the coffee house to use their wifi is out of the question.

I promise to update this area with new releases soon. Please accept my apology in the form of an xmas free read.


Also, my work is still available from Cobblestone Press, Beautiful Trouble Publishing and Phaze Books. I will have more coming out next year. Plus, a super secret project that I am working on and hope to release in the Spring.


In the meantime, enjoy!...


(The following is copyrighted work of R.W. Shannon. Any attempts to reproduce the following for sale or for use as their own work by anyone other than R.W. Shannon, is prohibited and punishable by law)

 

The Domino Effect

 

 

Chapter One

           While her favorite holiday song played through the speakers of Kai Houston’s smart phone, she shimmied her hips to the beat.  At eight in the evening, the offices of the Rahm Law Group in Baltimore, Maryland were empty. Kai was stuck decorating the space for the upcoming Christmas holiday.

          Kai brushed the strands of her short black hair from her eyes. In the silver bulb she held, she could see her coffee hued skin. Her ivory sweater was unbuttoned to reveal the black camisole and skirt she wore underneath. She paused to kick off her black pumps. Glancing around the office, she made sure that she was truly alone. For three years, Kai had been office manager at the law firm. And for those three years, she’d avoided working late. She didn’t want to take the chance of running in to the object of her fantasies, Domino Scarza. 

          The office had a new strict no dating policy. This was because of a love triangle gone wrong and both of those employees were fired. Kai needed this job and didn’t want to be on the chopping block. But, she had gotten vibes from Domino. The handsome lawyer had only worked for the firm for a year. Their banner had often crossed the line into the flirting category. It was only a matter of time, she thought, before she ended up butt naked on his desk. She quivered at the image.

           “Need help?”

          Kai jumped at the sound of Domino’s velvety voice that seemed to materialize out of thin air. She glanced to her left. The lawyer leaned against the receptionist’s desk. Her heart stopped. Domino stood six foot three inched tall. His light gray eyes were set within pale skin.  Not a strand of his close cropped black hair was out of place. His white shirt was tucked into the waistband of his black pin-striped suit but his jacket was left open.  In his hand, he held his red tie. Kai’s body trembled. When she caught herself gazing at the area between his legs, she sucked in a breath and turned away.

          “No, thank you,” she whispered.

          “I didn’t mean to scare you,” he said.

          She smiled. Her heart still raced. “It’s ok.”

          Kai studied the tree. To put the star on top, she’d have to climb on to the step ladder. Her legs wobbled the minute she laid eyes on Domino and she didn’t trust them to hold her weight. Still, she climbed the three metal rungs. She reached up toward the top branch. When her balance shifted, so did the step ladder. Two strong arms caught her before she fell into the tree. Domino smirked at her as he gingerly set her feet on the ground.

          “Thank you,” Kai said.

          “Anytime. Let me do that.”

          Domino took the star from her hand. Effortlessly, he climbed the ladder and placed the star on top. Kai tore her vision from his firm gluts to view the sparkling tree topper.  It was tilted.

          “To the left,” she instructed.

          He moved the decoration as she instructed. When she nodded her approval, he hooked the electrical cord into the strand and climbed down. Kai stomped on the large red button at the base. The tree lit up in multi-colored lights. Stepping back, she peered up at her handy work. Representing all of the holiday traditions, from Kwanzaa to Hanukah, on one tree was daunting, but she managed to do so and stay politically correct, per her boss’ orders. Moving to stand beside her, the heat from Domino’s body washed over hers.  Kai licked her lips.  To distract herself, Kai began to close the bins that held the decorations and clean up.

          “Why are you here so late?” She asked him.

          “Senator Dugan’s case.”

          “Oh.  I thought you punched long ago.”

          Chuckling, Domino picked up two of the three bins. “Almost.”

          The law office recently expanded into the other side of the twentieth floor of the high-rise building. Domino’s office was in the area. Kai hadn’t seen much of him since the move. A fact that disappointed her. She picked up the remaining bin, along with her phone and walked through the maze of cubicles to put the bins in the copy room. He followed.

          “I’m glad I caught you alone,” he said as he sat the containers on top of hers. “Why have you been avoiding me?”

          Kai flinched. “I have not.”

          Grasping her shoulders, Domino spun her around to look at her back side. She gasped. “What are you doing?”

          “Checking to see if your pants are on fire.”

          Clearly, she was lying. To him. To herself. But, what could she do? Kai stepped away from him. Domino closed the distance, backing her up against the copier.  Averting his intense gaze, she looked at the shelves over his shoulder. Even then, the side of his chiseled chin and five o’clock shadow was in her line of sight. She hoped that she would show some decorum, but she itched to rub her cheek against the rough stubble. Kai closed her eyes.

          “I’ve missed seeing your beautiful face,” Domino said.

          Kai opened her eyes and looked into his. His gaze was fiery. Her heart pounded against her chest. It was so loud, she was sure he could hear it. Reaching up to push him away, her hand connected with his solid chest.          She stopped. A shiver flowed down her spine from the contact. If just touching him fully clothed almost made her cum, what was she going to do if they-. No. She didn’t want to even imagine the possibility.

          “You know the rules,” she whispered.

          “Rules are meant to be broken.”

          Resting his hands on either side of her, Domino leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers. The kiss scorched her mouth. Sucked all breath from her lungs, but she didn’t need to breathe. She needed him. Kai wrapped her arms around his waist. Pulling his frame against hers, she consumed his mouth as if they had all the time in the world. He broke the kiss. Panting, he leaned his forehead against.

          “Do you want me to stop?” He asked.

          Kai shook her head. Domino picked her up. She squealed as he sat her on the glass top of the copier. Reaching beneath her skirt, he grasped the waistband of her panties. He tugged them down her trembling thighs. A loud bang resonated from the outer office, followed by rushed voices. Motioning for her to stay put, he tiptoed to the door way and peeked out into cubicle area.

          “Cleaning crew,” he said.

          Kai sighed in relief. Returning to her, Domino helped her off of the copier. He shoved both her pink panties and his tie into his pockets. With her phone still clutched in her fist, she straightened her skirt. Her legs wobbled as she walked to her desk to gather her purse and coat.

          “Can I walk you to your car?” He asked.

          “Sure.”

          Domino rested his hand on the small of her back while he guided her to the elevators. Kai’s body still tingled. If only the crew hadn’t shown up. When the elevator door parted, their boss and founder of the group, Henry Rahm, stood on the other side. He was an older man with wrinkled, beige skin and wire-rimmed glasses. Henry smiled at them.

          “I’m glad to see some of my employees are burning the midnight oil,” Henry joked. “Actually, Dom, I’m glad you’re still here. I need to talk to you.”

          Kai stiffened. Domino dropped his hand from her back.

          “May I escort Ms. Houston to her car?” Domino said.

          “Of course,” Henry said, patting Domino on his shoulder. “Swing by my office as soon as possible.”

          When Henry left, the pair got on the elevator. As soon as the doors closed, Kai found herself in Domino’s arms. She let go of the breath that she’s been holding.His erection pressed in to her abdomen. It took everything in her not to stroke his bulge.

          “You don’t have to do this,” Kai said. “I can get to my car alone.”

          He shook his head. “I’m not ready to let you go.”

          Standing on her toes, she touched her lips to his. “Neither am I.”

          In the garage, Domino walked her to her car. He waited for Kai to unlock it and held the door open for her. Turning to look at him, she opened her mouth to speaks, but words failed her. She didn’t want to go home to her lonely townhouse in Lutherville.  With him, in his arms, and having him make love to her, was where she wanted to be. Leaning toward her, Domino kissed her quickly.

          “I better head back,” he said. “You know how Rohm likes to talk.” Holding her hand, he brought Kai’s fingers to his lips and kissed them.  Wistfully, she sighed.

          “Drive safely.” Domino said. He released her hand and ushered her into the car. 

          Kai put the key in the ignition. She started the car. With a heavy heart, and moist pussy, she drove home.

         

         

         

 

Chapter Two

 

          This had to be the most boring holiday party in the history of holiday parties. Kai sipped egg nog from a paper cup. The only reason she was here was because she had to be here.  Budget constraints limited what she could do in the time frame she had. Holiday music streamed through a borrowed music player in the corner. The liquor was brought from the store on the corner. At least, she sprang for a cake. Betty brought her famous five layer dip. The co-workers of her law firm seemed to be having a good time. But, there wasn’t enough alcohol in the world to get her through another minute. 

          Yet, she couldn’t leave. The party should be winding down soon and she was a part of the cleanup crew. Setting her cup on top of her desk, she moved to the floor to ceiling windows that overlooked the Baltimore skyline. Lights twinkled around the Harbor, illuminating the dark sky in hues of red and green. In the glass, she made out her reflection of mocha skin, short cropped hair and dark eyes. Her purple sweater dress clung to her curves.  Starring at the North Star, she made a wish.

          Kai hadn’t seen Domino since that night in the copy room.  He hadn’t yet made an appearance at the party. But, she didn’t expect him too. A part of her was avoiding him. Her heart couldn’t take it if he suddenly decided that this job was more important than her.  Also, she was afraid that he was lying and just wanted to get into her pants for one night. Sighing, she rested her forehead against the cold glass. Maybe. Just once. Then, she’d know if what she was feeling was lust or something more.

          “I hope you’re not plotting an escape.” Domino said. 

          Kai turned in the direction of his deep, baritone voice. His navy suit set-off the color of his eyes. The tie he wore featured a print of dancing reindeer. She laughed at his goofiness. Her heart fluttered. Turning away from him, she looked at the star and mouthed, “thank you.”

          “Busted,” Kai said aloud.

          Domino chuckled. In one step, he closed the distance between them.  His solid chest pressed against her back. When she shivered, he wrapped his arms around her. It didn’t help. Having his body against hers only intensified the tremors in her limbs. Kai closed her eyes briefly. The way moisture dripped down her pussy and settled into the crotch of her panties, Kai knew she could no longer ignore him.

          “I have your present,” he whispered against her ear.

          Kai felt her nipples pucker. “I bet you do.”

          His lips brushed against the back of her neck. Her knees buckled. He hooked his arm around her waist to keep her upright. But, she didn’t want to be upright. She wanted to be somewhere with him naked and horizontal. Opening her eyes, she stared out into the darkness. Should she go there again? Her body answered yes.  Turning around in his arms, Kai faced him. The intensity of his silver gaze flowed through her. She stepped back. Her back hit the cold window pane. Domino rested his hand on the glass above her head and pressed his body against hers.

          “What is it?” She asked.

          “Open it and find out.”

          “Open what?”

          Domino motioned to his zipper.  Stiffening her shoulders, Kai looked around. No one was looking in their direction. With trembling fingers, she unzipped his fly and reached inside. She wrapped her hand around his hard cock. Her palm brushed against a silky strand of material.  Glancing up at him, she pulled his cock through the opening.  A green ribbon printed with candy canes was wrapped around his shaft. 

          “Merry Christmas,” He said pressing his lips against hers.

          Kai quickly pulled away and glanced around the room. However, she didn’t release his erection.  “When do I get to unwrap it?”

          “How about now?”

         

 

Chapter Three

 

          Kai’s mouth went dry. She stroked his solid cock. Only one answer resonated in her soul. Her hands shook.

          “Yes,” she replied.

          Tucking his cock back into his pants, Domino took her hand and led her to his office. Kai trembled as she stepped into the spacious corner office. The furniture was silhouetted in the darkness by the bright lights of Baltimore’s harbor. This part of the building was quiets. However laugher intermittently seeped into the sanctuary. Domino closed and locked his door.

          “Are you certain about this?” She asked.

          His smile was wicked. “I’ve been sure. Are you having second thoughts?”

          Kai gasped when he gathered her in his strong embrace. “No.”

          Domino pressed his lips against hers. She ran her hands over his solid chests until she found the buttons of his jacket. Unfastening it, she shoved the halves of fabric apart. His kiss intensified against her lips as she tried to unbutton his shirt. The tie was in the way. Kai swiftly unknotted it and continued to uncover his chest. His pecs were hard and smooth. Sculpted from years of rowing and swimming in college, he told her once. She brushed her fingertips over his hard nipples and moaned. Moving her hand down, she unfastened his pants and pushed the material off his hips. 

          Releasing his lips, she concentrated on untying the ribbon. Kai tossed the decoration over her shoulder and sunk to her knees. Domino’s earthy scent filled her, ignited her pussy. She slid her mouth over the velvety tip of his cock.  His sweet taste coasted her tongue. She pulled more of his thick shaft into her mouth. The tip touched the back of her throat.

          “Kai,” Domino sighed, gripping her shoulders.

          Salty drops of his pre-cum dripped down her throat. Her intent was to finish him off with her mouth, but her throbbing clit wouldn’t let her. She let his cock fall from her lips. Kai climbed to her feet. In one swift motion, she pulled her dress over her head. Domino spun her around. He pushed aside the wet crotch her panties and bent her over the desk.

          As soon as his thick shaft entered her, Kai arched her back to receive more of him. He felt just as she had imagined. The sides of his solid cock grazed the click walls of her pussy, while the tip pushed deep inside her. He pushed the straps of her bra down to free her full globes and cup them in his hands. Her nipples responded by stiffening against his fingertips.

          “You feel so good,” she said with a sigh.

          “I just wish I could fuck you the way you deserve.”

          “Next time?”

          Kai glanced over her shoulder at him. Domino grinned.

          “Next time,” he confirmed.

          Turning away, Kai gripped the edge of his desk. Domino gripped her hips. He plunged hard and deep inside of her. The desk shook under the force of his thrusts. As did her legs. Her climax was quick. Sudden. She bit her lip to stop herself from crying out. A moan escaped. No one should be in this part of the building, but she couldn’t be too careful. Domino’s lips brushed the skin on the back of her neck. With a grimace, he arched hard into her.

          “I’m sorry,” he confessed as his tremors subsided. “I wanted to last longer, but your pussy is amazing.”

          Kai giggled. “Thank you.”

          Domino’s cock slipped out of her. Kai moved to get dress, but he stopped her. Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her against his chest. She shivered. Her body tingled with the desire for more of him. Closing her eyes, she inhaled. His embrace tightened. This was more. So much more. First thing Monday, she was looking for another job.

          “What happens now?” She asked.

          “You shut down this party. You come home with me. I make love to you properly.”

          Kai smiled. “Sounds like a plan.”

          Domino was the best holiday gift she’s ever gotten. While she was still uncertain what was going to happen in the future, this was an excellent start.

 

THE END



Guest Blogger at IRMC Book!

Today's the day! I'm guest blogging over at IRMC Books.

Please stop by and check out how the Men of Rhodes series was born for Beautiful Trouble Publishing!

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Reviews and News

Happy Holidays Everyone!

I have been working away on a few project that will be released soon.
But, I wanted to pop in and say 'hello'

Also, check out reviews of two of my books by the talented Nevea Lane here:

http://nevealane.wordpress.com/2011/12/05/how-do-you-talk-to-an-angel-a-book-review-of-hells-angels-by-r-w-shannon/

and
http://nevealane.wordpress.com/2011/12/09/so-amusing-midnight-muse-by-r-w-shannon-a-review/

Also, pick up her book Ronni's Romanian at Beautiful Trouble Publishing:
https://beautifultroublepublishing.com/xcart/Ronnis-Romanian-EBOOK.html

News and Upcoming Releases

I wanted to take a moment to update you on my upcoming releases and news.

First, I’d like to thank Janet for her review of Hell’s Angels. Check it out here:

http://janeteckford.blogspot.com/2011/11/review-mania.html?zx=acfd5fc5bbca6b90
Second, I’d like to tell you about two of my upcoming releases.

The first is Midnight Muse from Beautiful Trouble Publishing. This is a contemporary set on the isle of Rhodes in Greece. Grace Bowers goes to Greece on a working vacation. Her goals are simple: to complete her romance novel and to mend her broken heart. When she rents a cottage from Evander Vicenti’s family, Grace doesn’t count on meeting Evander himself—or on finding him so handsome and sexy.

Evander has been pressured by his family to find a wife. However, he’s not ready to settle down. His mind changes when he meets Grace. In an instant, he knew that Grace was the one, but she wasn’t so convinced. After the pair quickly becomes close, Grace must decide if her heart can take another long-distance relationship—or if she can leave Evander behind for good.

From Cobblestone Press, In From the Cold is a holiday themed, paranormal short for CP’s upcoming Blue line. During a solo session, London conjures up her dream partner, an incubus named Daemyon. The one night they share isn’t enough for either of them. But, in order to make Daemyon real, London must fall in love with him. Will Daemyon be London’s gift this year?

I will have a few more new releases. Please check out these and my other available eBooks at cobblestone-press.com or beautifultroublepublishing.com.

Sneak Peek! The Reckoning

I just wanted to give you a sneak peek of my upcoming release, The Reckoning.

This is a young adult series that features Red. Red is a demon slayer who is still learning the ropes. This scene is the first meeting between her and her guardian angel, Airic. Enjoy!

The school bell chimed, signaling an end to another boring day. Lysette Gibson, or Red, stood from the desk and yawned loudly. However, no one else in the civics class moved. The other students averted their eyes as Sister Bernice glared at Red from the front of the class room.  Red wasn’t about to sit back down. If she did, she would fall asleep. She was already supposed to serve detention for that offense in biology class. 

                Sister Bernice was a tall, lanky nun who looked a lot younger than she was. Her long brunette hair was pulled back into a bun. Crisp white blouse was buttoned to her neck and tucked, neatly into a black skirt. Sensible black flats adorned her feet. Underneath all of that harshness, she was a hottie, Red thought as she stared at Sister Bernice. Too bad it was wasted on nothing.

                Noise from the other students in the all girl’s Catholic school floated in from the hallway. The muffled chatter only fueled Red desire to get the heck out of there. She at least wanted to grab a soda from the store on the corner before she served her detention with Sister Anne.

                “Remember class,” Sister Bernice said. Her dark brown eyes never left Red’s hazel gaze. “I dismiss you. Not the bell.”

                Cassie, a petite blonde who sat on Red’s left, leaned across the aisle and whispered, “If you don’t sit your ass down, she going to make us all stay extra minutes.”

                Rolling her eyes, Red sank with a loud huff into her wooden desk chair.  Sister Bernice was her least favorite teacher at Saint Jerome’s academy for Girls. Of course, Red had the teacher for three of her six classes. Red scrunched down in her seat. She crossed her arms over her chest and waited. One more year to go, she reminded herself.

                “Don’t forget to read chapters seven and twelve. There will be a quiz.” The sister paused for effect. In her mind, Red let out a scream that would wake the dead.  “Lysette, I need to see you. The rest of you are dismissed.”

                Chairs scrapped against the white linoleum as her classmates cleared the room.  She closed her eyes and breathed deeply.  The sound of footsteps rattled her nerves. Sister Bernice’s light floral scent washed over her. The sister’s shadow fell across Red’s face. Still, Red didn’t open her eyes.

                “Is everything okay?” Sister Bernice asked.

                “Yep,” Red said.

                “Why are you sleeping in my class?”       

                Red smirked. “I’m always sleeping in your class.”

                Sister Bernice sighed. “Red. I understand you have a difficult life, but that’s no reason to stop caring about your education.”

                Red’s eyes flew open.  She stood up and slung her backpack over her shoulder. This woman knew nothing about Red’s home life. If she did, she’d know Red’s stepfather was a cop . Her mother was a psychic that read people at Union Station. Yeah, her grandmother was on drugs, but whose wasn’t?  She’d also know that the reason Red was so tired was because she was up until one am trying to track down a werewolf that was terrorizing her neighborhood.         

                However, Red suspected that Sister Bernice made that statement based on the simple fact that Red was black and assumed she lived in a drug infested neighborhood. Her block wasn’t that bad. It was rough around the edges, but she loved her little piece of the world. It was home.

                “It’s cool,” Red stated, though she clenched her jaw tightly. “I have detention.”

                Concern flashed in Sister Bernice’s eyes. She moved toward Red and rested her hand on Red’s shoulders. Red was about three inches taller than Sister Bernice. “If you need to talk, I’m available.”

                Shrugging off Sister Bernice’s touch, Red left the room. There was no time for her to get a snack. Instead, she sprinted up the three flights of stairs to Sister Anne’s classroom. Red scrunched up her nose when she entered. The room always smelled like potatoes. It was located over the cafeteria.  Sister Anne hadn’t arrived yet.  Yawning, Red took her normal seat in the back row. Fishing around in her backpack, she pulled out her smart phone, shoved the buds in her ears and then laid her head down on the desk.

The quiet classroom was the perfect place for a nap. Beyonce sung her latest song n Red’s ear. Everyone in the neighborhood thought Red looked like Beyonce. She got that compliment all the time. Whatever, Red smirked.  Beyonce wished she looked like her. Sure, they had the same long honey blond hair and brown eyes, but the entertainer probably didn’t have to fight demons before she took the stage. Sometimes, Red wished, she didn’t either.

After all, Red didn’t choose to be a slayer. This job was something than an angel prophesied while Red was still baking in her mother’s womb. That angel was her real father.  She drifted off to sleep, trying to imagine the man that she had never met.   In her mind, she opened her eyes and found herself in a supermarket. A green and pink handheld basket was in her hands. She squinted in the florescent lights at the bare shelves. What was she looking for?  Obviously, they didn’t have it. She passed a mirror. Stopped. Backed up. Now, she was wearing a body hugging red catsuit instead of her uniform. It was sick! Flipping her hair over her shoulder, she continued on.

Red rounded the corner to walk down the next aisle. And there he was. The man that had been haunting her dreams for as long as she could remember. He was at least six foot tall with shoulder length brown hair.  As she drew closer to him, she noticed that his eyes were green. His pale skin held a golden tint to it. On his body, he wore a teal sweatshirt over a white t-shirt and jeans. Black skater shoes adorned his feet.  He stood as rigid as a statue and didn’t even blink when she stopped in front of him. Who was he?

Airic. He answered in her mind. She frowned.  

“You can read minds?” She asked him. “Why are you always in my dreams?”

Airic tilted his head to look at her. Red took a startled step back. Her lips trembled when he stepped down off the platform shelf.

“I’m your guardian angel,” he said.

“What?”

“Every slayer had one. I’m yours.”

Red looked him up and down. “Where are your wings? Don’t angels have them?”

In a flash, Airic pulled his hoodie and shirt over his head and unfurled his wings from his shoulder blades.  Red’s breath caught in her throat. The sight of his bare muscular chest and white wings together was more than she could handle. She looked away. Only to look back. How far into Hell’s pit will they put her for lusting after an angel?

“Damn,” she muttered.  “Is that why you’re always in my dreams?”

Crossing his arms over his chest, Airic tilted his head to study her.  “Fighting demons is a hard job. You need someone to have your back at all times.”

Red shook her head. “There’s a lot about this life I don’t know.”

“You’ll learn. I’ll help you when I can.”   

She looked at him. “Explain it to me. “

“I will. But, first you need to do something for me.”

“What?”

When he took a step toward her, the heat from his body washed over hers. Red sucked in a breath. Airic cupped her cheek.  Was he going to kiss her? It was cool if he didn’t. She wasn’t above making the first move. He leaned down. His gorgeous face was only inches from hers. Her heart stopped breathing when he parted his full lips.

“Wake up,” He whispered.

Red woke up with a start.  Sister Anne hovered over her. The short, stout woman narrowed her eyes at Red. Groggy, Red sat back in her chair. She pulled the buds from her ears to hear the word Sister Anne’s mouth was forming.

“…it’s study hall not nap time, Ms. Gibson. For that, I’m keeping you  an extra fifteen minutes. Please start your duties. You know the drill.”

When Sister Anne turned to walk away, Red stuck out her tongue.  Whatever, she had her own personal guardian angel.  A fine one, at that. She climbed to her feet. Her leg wobbled as she straightened the desk rows into neat line. Airic flashed in her mind. Was he with her now? With a new resolve, Red hurried to clean the chalkboard.  She and Airic needed to talk.

New Release! Hell's Angels from Beautiful Trouble Publishing

I have a new release out this week. Hell's Angel's from Beautiful Trouble Publishing.

Title:   Hells Angels
Author:    RW Shannon
Description: IR (BW/WM), paranormal  
Download:  Adobe PDF, HTML, MobiPocket PDA (with DRM for Kindle) 
Price: $4.00     
Length: 15,563 words Appetizers   
Heat Level:   Hotness
Release Date:   24 October 2011
**blurb**
Once upon a time lived three triplets in Hades. Elise, Tish and Meg Erin were loyal fighting machines for their brother Cronos. The demon daughters of Aphrodite were content with the way things were, until Elise’s chance meeting with an angel turns their world upside down.

Angels and demons are forbidden to consort, but that doesn’t stop Michael from trying to find a way to see the demon that stole his heart, Elise Erin. His fellow angels, Raphael and Gabriel, also find themselves smitten by the demons. But when the rulers in both Heaven and Hell learn of their clandestine meeting, all hell literally breaks loose.

Can love triumph over evil?


**excerpt**
The flames of Hades crackled around Cronos as he glared at his father, Uranus. Uranus, the ruler of the Underworld, sat on his throne with such smugness that Cronos’ blood boiled.  Unfit? His father dared to say that he was unfit to rule Hades!  Cronos snarled. It was apparent his father wasn’t about to abdicate the throne to Cronos; therefore, he would just have to take it from him. The old man had been standing in his way for far too long, and it was time for him to die. Tonight.
             Roaring, Cronos charged at Uranus with his sword drawn. He toppled his father from the marble throne and stabbed him through his heart. The god had a way of coming back to life, and Cronos had to make sure that didn’t happen. Beheading the old man wasn’t an option, as Uranus could regenerate and come back to life, but perhaps castration would take care of him, since the life force of the god was in his penis and not his head.
            Cronos knelt beside his father’s body and severed his penis. Blood squirted from the wound into the air. When Cronos turned to toss the organ into the river of Hades, he noticed Aphrodite standing near. A look of horror spread across her face while Uranus’ blood dripped down her bare abdomen and settled between her thighs. The goddess hadn’t been there when Cronos began his murderous overthrow of his father. Where did she come from? he wondered.  However, he wasn’t rattled by her appearance. He’d kill the beautiful goddess, too, if need be.
            Still, Cronos couldn’t take his eyes off Aphrodite. He appraised the shimmering caramel skin of her nude body as the expression on her face turned from surprise to anger. Even in this state, she was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.
            “You bastard,” she screeched at him.
            Cronos gripped her arms. “You won’t speak of this.”
            Aphrodite jerked from his grasp. “I don’t give a shit that you killed that asshole. You just got me pregnant, you idiot!”
            Startled, Cronos took a half step back. “What? How? It’s just blood…”
             “It’s not just blood. It contains all we need to live, including the means to procreate.”
            Cronos opened his mouth, but closed it without speaking. He failed to see why this was his problem and why she was so worked up over it. Plus, he couldn’t know for sure whether Uranus’ blood had crept into her cavity and mixed with her own. Aphrodite moaned as the area around her abdomen began to stretch and round over the fetus within her.
            “Now, do you understand?” she said.
            He crossed his arms over his chest. “Whatever. It’s still not my problem. You’re a goddess. Get some sap to raise it.”
            Aphrodite’s eyes darkened as she gazed at him. Cronos swallowed but refused to be rattled by her wrath. He was king of Hades, and nothing would destroy the joy of this moment. Not even an accidental pregnancy. Before he could react, the goddess slapped him before turning on her heels and storming away.
***
            Months later, Aphrodite returned to Hades with three small girls in tow. Cronos regarded the girls with curiosity and disdain. The triplets looked frightened as the goddess nudged them toward him. They appeared to be about five years old with expressive brown eyes, dark chocolate skin, and black pigtails. Aphrodite introduced them as Elise, Meg and Tish Erin. He was confused as to why she’d brought them to him. Just a visit, perhaps—they were his sisters, after all.
            “Here,” the goddess said. “They’re yours now.”
            At once, Cronos rose from his throne, almost knocking it over in his haste. “What are you talking about?”
            “I had them. You raise them.”
            Cronos crossed his arms over his massive chest as he balked at Aphrodite’s statement.
            “What!”
            Aphrodite smirked. “I believe your words were, ‘you’re a goddess. Get some sap to raise them.’ You, my dear, are the sap.”
            When she shoved the girls in his direction, Cronos stepped to the side before they could touch him. She was mad if she assumed he would resume responsibility for the children. He looked at their sad faces, then at the goddess.
            “Hades is no place for a child,” he said, stalling for time and words. “Besides, what am I to do with them?”
            “You created them. You figure it out.”
            The goddess disappeared without further comment. Cronos looked at the triplets. He rubbed his chin as he pondered what to do with them.  In their distress, the girls transformed into a four-foot tall, three-headed dragon. The creature had black scaly skin and a long, spike-covered tail, and when it exhaled fire from one of its large mouths that contained razor-sharp teeth, the force knocked Cronos on his ass. Frowning, he instantly went on guard, as if sensing a trap. But why would Aphrodite go to such lengths?
            “We’re sorry,” the dragon said. “We can’t control it yet.”
            “Where did you learn that?” Cronos asked as he climbed to his feet.
            “Mother gave us powers.”
            He stiffened. “What kind of powers?”
            “We can do this or…”
            The dragon transformed into three smaller animals: a scorpion, a black widow spider and a snake. The scorpion introduced herself as Elise, the spider as Meg and the snake as Tish. Awed, Cronos watched the animals turn back into three frightened little girls.  A light bulb went off in his head. What if, he thought as he paced before them, he trained the girls to be his most feared warriors? Delighted with the idea, he chuckled as he summoned his servants to build the girls a place to sleep.
            “Don’t worry,” Cronos said as he gathered the three sisters around him to begin their training. “I won’t hurt you.”
            An impenetrable palace made of fire was created for the girls to live in while Cronos trained them to become fighting machines. Over time, he began to love the girls like his own, but he was paranoid that they would one day overthrow him and take the throne as he had done to his father. And so he put in place a series of measures to control the girls, who obeyed him—for now. Soon, however, this loyalty would be tested in a way he hadn’t foreseen.


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