Wings of the Wicked: A Limited Edition Urban Fantasy Collection
Publication date: January 8th, 2019
Genres: Adult, Urban Fantasy
Wickedly Dangerous and Sinfully Seductive.
Indulge in 25 breathtaking adventures of dangerous worlds where the lines blur between saints and sinners.
Come meet the creatures that fuel your every lust filled nightmare, where angels are not always encased in a light of righteousness and demons are not always dealing in all manner of debauchery. Where you might just end up rooting for the bad guy…
If you like demonic games, angelic interventions, and thrilling temptations, you’ll love this urban fantasy and paranormal romance collection of twisted proportions in Wings of the Wicked.
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With stories from:
Charlene A. Wilson
Lynda Kaye Frazier
Lexi C. Foss
Colleen S. Myers
Erica Gerald Mason
Zachary Paul Chopchinski
Dariel Raye and Muffy Wilson
USA Today Bestselling Authors
@pendarielraye and @SexyMuffyWilson
David hit the button to start his playlist, then turned to face Katala. His speech was halting, but deliberate. “What do you need me to do before we move forward with this agreement?”
“Where did that come from all of a sudden? A moment ago, we were talking about work.”
Following the wedding, they used most of their extra time moving into a new free-standing flat. Katala had actually taken a six-week leave from work, but cried the night before she had to return. Now, she sat barefoot on the sofa in a long pink cotton gown.
“David, I don’t want to talk about that right now. I hate the way you change the subject in midstream like that. I – I’d just like to know you better. You know, feel more comfortable with you. I don’t want to just have sex because we’re supposed to.”
David’s gaze followed her as she moved closer to him. “What do you need to know?” he asked.
She gave a short laugh. She had to admit, she liked his straightforward manner. Despite her initial distrust, she was beginning to change her mind. One thing she realized she did not have to worry about with him was lies. He was so used to getting his way there was absolutely no guile in him. He simply said ‘I want this or that’, and people did whatever he wanted. She never doubted she would be any different. Honestly, he lit a fire inside her she’d never felt before, but she refused to give in just yet.
“David, I want to know how you feel, what you think, what’s important to you. You know – things that I’m sure most married couples know about each other. Nothing out of the ordinary.”
He smiled. “How about I don’t like waiting. Is that enough about how I feel and what I think?”
Dry-mouthed, Ana woke to the chirping of birds outside her windowsill. Heat flared across her cheeks as she thought back on how thoroughly Jesse had loved her only hours ago. Unfortunately, he’d received a phone call soon after and had to return to his room to use the notebook he’d left there. She’d let him go reluctantly.
Padding barefoot across the cold tiles of her kitchen, she rolled his name around her mouth. Jesse Hannover. She couldn’t wait until she saw him again later that day. But the longer she repeated his name, the more it started to ring a bell, and a sudden coldness crept through her veins, dampening her good mood.
Where had she heard the name Hannover before?
Hesitating only for the briefest of moments, she called her brother, Alessio, the only one of her family she could really trust. How she wished he wasn’t half a world away in China.
He answered on the first ring. “Hey, little Adriana.”
She rolled her eyes. He knew exactly how she hated to be called by her full name. “Hey, yourself. I know you’re busy, but do you have a moment for me?”
“Does the name Jesse Hannover ring a bell for you?”
“Good question. It sounds familiar, but I don’t know why. Why are you asking?”
Telling her brother that she just slept with a Jesse Hannover was out of the question. “I came across the name on social media and couldn’t stop thinking about it.”
“Wait a sec. I’ll check the database.”
Pacing the floor, Ana held on. Alessio had access to a database that listed anybody associated with supernatural activities.
Her brother cursed through the line. “You were right. Hannover is one of the Hallows fake identities. The youngest Hallow’s name is Jesse.” He groaned over the line. “Whatever you do, stay the hell away from him. As far as you possibly can. I don’t have to tell you what the Hallows are capable of, right?”
Her head started spinning, and cold sweat covered her forearms. “No. Thanks for checking. I need to go.”
Ana ended the call and sank down on her bed. The Hallows were rumored to be merciless, brutal slayers who eliminated everything supernatural and anyone associated with it, no matter if they were good or evil.
She cradled her head in her hands. She’d just exposed Darren to Jesse, before inviting the Hallow into her home and spending the night with him. The best night of her life.
If he found out to what extent she was involved with supernaturals, he’d go after her, too. And she wouldn’t be the first of her family to die by the hand of a Hallow.