paranormal-urban-fantasy-romance

Live your life. The reset button has been pushed.

The underworld was made up of many different regions. Each area was its own private sector and not everyone who resided here was malevolent. Some beings here were virtuous, while others had yet to decide what they were - their fates having yet to be decided. Not all dark creatures were evil, just as not all light creatures were moral. Corbin and Quentin were the epitome of that dichotomy.

Out of the frying pan and into the fire.

Jorja felt great after her session with the crew from physical therapy. She'd never been one for acting, but if Cat could have seen her, she'd have offered her the Academy Award for "Best Performance by a Previously Dead Person in a Reincarnated Body." Jorja chuckled at the thought...

Cat knew she'd arrived in Gaia's realm once she saw the Tree of Life, the foundation for all that was above and below.... The Tree of Life, no matter what religion one embraced, was a symbol of consanguinity. It was the universal representation of all that exists. Its network of connections matched that of a forest of aspen trees. Everything was interconnected and all of the roots led back to one source - the creators of all life.

The prophecy stated that Hades' most beloved oracle, Sybil, was to bed two males of significance on the same night. Each male had been chosen from the finest of all Hades' demons to consecrate this union. They were to fill her not only their seed but with their blood, giving the boys their life and their abilities. On the day of their birth, Sybil announced that her boys were to rule the five rivers and would do so in peace for many years, but that eventually, one of her sons would become the underworld's demise, while the other would become its destiny.

Cat's brows shot up as Lucas slid the plate across the counter. "I'm impressed. I wouldn't have assumed you ate real food much less cooked it," she teased. "I'm curious, what did you think I ate?" he asked as he grabbed a fork and a knife for her. She smiled. "I don't know, bats... small critters you happen upon in the underworld." Lucas handed her a napkin. "Nah, bats don't really have that much meat on them," he retorted with a grin of his own.

I guess we're not going to see them any time soon." Lucas pointed towards the stairs with his fork between bites. Cat chuckled. "Probably not," she said before taking a sip of her coffee. "I guess if I died for the man I loved and came back to life, I wouldn't be leaving our bed for a while either.

She ceased to breathe. When he leaned forward and his lips fluttered against hers, her footing became unsteady and she stumbled. He placed a hand on her lower back to steady her and pulled her close. Her breasts met his hard torso and she became aware at how frantically her heart beat. She wrapped her arms around his neck and lost herself in the kiss as their lips met. They explored each other with a sort of fascination, mouth and tongues claiming each other in their hunger. Delicately at first, as if not sure this was real or just a fantasy, and then strong and unyielding. Demanding this moment to never end.

You wanted to see me?_ she asked after shutting the door. She remained where she was, not daring to move any closer.He turned his gaze from the fire crackling over the logs to face her. Those dark eyes scanned her from head to foot and when they reached her once again, they gleamed with unmistakable hunger.__ake off your clothes,_ he said calmly.

I__e been waiting for you._ His voice sizzled with hunger.How could I respond? I__e been thinking about you non-stop like a sex-crazed harlot since I left?____ here.

I think you should be punished for tormenting me for so long._--- __on__ be afraid,_ he said. __rt is full of agony and beauty. The pen itself a sword of pleasure and pain, isn__ it, my poet?_---____e been waiting for you._ His voice sizzled with hunger.How could I respond? I__e been thinking about you non-stop like a sex-crazed harlot since I left?____ here._---__emind me who you are,_ he said in a gentler tone, almost a please. __ow we know each other.___kay,_ she began. ____ Savannah Evans, a grad student and teaching assistant who teaches English at a college in Cambridge. I applied to the colony to work on my poetry and arrived six weeks ago. __e__e spoken many times. You__e praised my work, which I find a great honor as I__ a fan of your art._---__ cross between two species. Doomed with the thirst of the undead for human blood, yet tormented by the gargoyle drive to protect them._---She ceased to breathe. When he leaned forward and his lips fluttered against hers, her footing became unsteady and she stumbled. He placed a hand on her lower back to steady her and pulled her close. Her breasts met his hard torso and she became aware at how frantically her heart beat. She wrapped her arms around his neck and lost herself in the kiss as their lips met. They explored each other with a sort of fascination, mouth and tongues claiming each other in their hunger. Delicately at first, as if not sure this was real or just a fantasy, and then strong and unyielding. Demanding this moment to never end.---__ bought new lingerie today I wanted to show you, but I didn__ get a chance with all that happened.___ou__l have to return tomorrow night then_. Maybe we__l order an entire catalog._ His smile and the glint of mischievousness in his eyes reflected lascivious thoughts. __ou can model all the outfits you__ like for me._---

I bought new lingerie today I wanted to show you, but I didn__ get a chance with all that happened.___ou__l have to return tomorrow night then_. Maybe we__l order an entire catalog._ His smile and the glint of mischievousness in his eyes reflected lascivious thoughts. __ou can model all the outfits you__ like for me.

I think you should be punished for tormenting me for so long.

Nothing would keep him from loving her. She was everything he wanted. She was his.

I'm most dangerous when bored." ~Drahomira, vampire

She was his life, his everything.

Cupping one of her cheeks, he swiped at the wetness. __ould you want to live without me?__ears flowing freely, she shook her head.__hen don__ expect me to live without you. You__e mine, Fiona. Have been from the moment I laid eyes on you, from the moment you tried to warn me off fighting your brother because you were worried I__ get hurt. Don__ you dare expect me to live a life without you! You go into the afterlife? So do I. Simple as that. If we have a day left, I want to enjoy every second of it with you.