Publication Date: July 6, 2015
Synopsis:
Armen Jettison possesses a human soul. No big deal, right? Except for one thing, Armen is a sex demon, and demons should be soulless. Centuries of fighting his inner evil have left him tired and starved for some naughty action.
When his leader offers him a mission to Anchorage, Alaska, to rescue a female threatened by his enemy, he jumps on the next flight. In an Anchorage tavern, he finds insecure, cynical Ariella Segreti. Not only is she the threatened woman he seeks but his Soul Tie, the only woman able to tame his unruly demon. Well, he did crave some naughty action. Now, he has a mate, a mysterious child, perilous old enemies, and enough adventure to send them all running for their lives.
When the danger finally catches up to him, Armen must put aside old loyalties, forge new ones, and tackle the most difficult challenge of his existence—winning his stubborn Soul Tie’s heart.
Excerpt
Never had such lust consumed him. He was an Incubus, a demon created for sex and
seduction. Damn, his shaft rose hard and strong, rigid enough drive nails into concrete. Pressure
built to where he feared he’d come in his pants. His kind had the ability to withhold release for
hours, pleasuring with the utmost control. Yet, at this moment, he wouldn’t last one more step
without spilling his seed all over the inside of his boxers. His eyes snapped up, and his impulses
flared. An eruption of snarls rolled from his chest, exploding over his lips.
Mine, his demonic-self snarled.
Armen had no choice but to agree.
After a quick scan of the perimeter, Armen marched across the street. Locked and focused,
his eyes narrowed with desire and an unrelenting need to find what belonged to him. Claim her
and protect her with his life. Her scent latched to his insides like a dozen sharp steel hooks,
dragging him toward her as if some demented puppet on a string, distorting his control, making
him appear more animal than human. People gawked, most likely taken back by his feral
features. He stalked past them without care, a man on an obvious mission.
Armen slipped into the dark alcove several feet from the bar’s entrance. He needed to
remain hidden while he gained control over his desires. Had this been a few hundred years ago,
the villagers would have thought he was possessed and run him out of town waving pitch forks,
but times had changed. Now, they probably figured he was a junkie needing a fix. Their
assumptions fairly close as far as he was concerned. He craved something all right, and what he
longed for sat somewhere within those walls.
The demon in him roared, pacing, demanding he take her. His heart cried to hold her. He
hadn’t laid eyes on her, yet he knew without a doubt she belonged to him.
About K.D. Friedrich
K. D. Friedrich is a writer of Contemporary and Paranormal Romance. By day, she crunches numbers, but by night, she's busy creating interesting worlds and compelling characters, hot alpha heroes being her favorite. In 2013, she placed second in the Golden Palm contest for Paranormal Romance. She's an overprotective mother (her daughter's words), lifelong New Yorker, and an obsessed reader of everything romance.
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