She’s caught between the para and human world…he’s always been an outcast.
At the Wiccan Haus, they’ll find each other and paradise.
As a crossbreed good fairy, Bliss is tired of goodness, light, and everything that’s right. Talk about boring. Her human half demands a bad boy. Someone who’ll curl her hair and toes, while also cherishing her. In other words, the whole enchilada.
Enter Fallon. Tall, dark, handsome, and seriously dangerous. No, seriously. He’s a reaper. Trouble is he’s started to covet human emotions. Longing. Lust. Love. He needs healing fast to get his head screwed on right and go back to the way he was.
Bliss doesn’t agree and is determined to show him another way. Sometimes you have to break all the rules to find your destiny.
Of
all the places Fallon wanted to be, the Wiccan Haus wasn’t one of them. Of
course, innumerable problems awaited him off the island he couldn’t escape any
longer. His superior ordered him here to heal or else.
Fallon
couldn’t imagine what new stuff he’d get stuck with that’d be worse than what
he’d known his entire existence.
Dread
dogged him, but he slung his knapsack over his shoulder. Time to get this show
on the road. Then again, maybe not.
Bliss
loitered in the doorway, gaze hopeful, lips parted, her fragrance lingering as
she did. She smelled of the first warm breeze in spring. Air wrapped in
sunshine. Yet her musk conjured visions of decadent nights lost in her carnal
embrace. An enticing paradox.
No
one had to tell him she was a good fairy with a darker, human side. Sin flared
in her gray eyes. Oatmeal-colored freckles sprinkled her small nose and rosy
cheeks. For a fae, her height amazed, but her hair color was the ultimate
giveaway as to her true ancestry, being a crossbreed. The top part was
startling white, the bottom half that grazed her shoulders was pure black. Two
toned like Myron’s, but naturally so.
Bliss
couldn’t hide what she was any more than Fallon could with himself. Beneath his
T-shirt, he bore a mark that revealed his heritage. The seer didn’t have to see
it to know what Fallon was. Humans didn’t either. Eventually and instinctively,
they caught onto the danger he posed for them or their loved ones.
Bliss
hadn’t noticed. Yet.
Her
smile invited—a come-on no sane man could resist. Sugar and spice with loads of
vice. By all the gods in the universe, she was something. Rather than walk, she
glided and wore clothes once popular in the nineteen-sixties: a sheer white
blouse with puffy sleeves and faded blue jeans. She was and wasn’t barefoot,
having tied strings around her slender toes and ankles then decorated them with
silver and crystal hearts. Wickedly cute.
She
should leave.
She
had no business being around him. For her to believe he could deliver anything
but grief, as he had to countless others, was seriously nuts. His outer
appearance and persona attracted her, not the monster inside. The reaper he was
and would always be.
Contrary
to what humans or many paras believed, reapers weren’t skeletal, decked out in
funeral attire, their hair oily and slicked back, skin icy, breath fetid.
Even
the bravest fool would run from someone like that, which made reaping far too
difficult.
TGR,
or The Grim Reaper, Fallon’s boss, came up with a solution. He made his male
and female soldiers attractive so they could easily seduce those whose souls
they sought. Like a moth drawn to a flame or a fly stuck in a spider’s web, the
poor suckers didn’t see anything but good looks and forgot to protect
themselves until it was too late. That’s when Fallon and his fellow reapers
pounced. The mortals still fought, pleaded, and wailed, but by then they didn’t
have a prayer.
About Tina:
Tina is an Amazon and international
bestselling novelist in erotic, paranormal, contemporary and historical romance
for traditional publishers and indie.
Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic
Times and numerous online sites have praised her work. Three
of her erotic novels were Readers'
Choice Award winners. Another three were named finalists in the EPIC
competition. One of her erotic contemporary romances was chosen Book of the
Year at the French review site Blue Moon reviews. The Golden Nib Award at Miz
Love Loves Books was created specifically for one of her erotic romances. Two
of her titles received an Award of Merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competition. Another two won second place in the NEC RWA contest
(different years). Tina is featured in the Novel & Short Story Writer’s
Market. Before penning romances, she worked at a major Hollywood production
company in Story Direction.
