The second book in the Twin Soul Novels series is soon to be released! I am so excited. I hope its as good as the first book and I hope my readers enjoy it just as much as Lilith!
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Here is an excerpt of Fateless while you are waiting for its release!
Why did it have to be Michael? Of all the detectives and police officers in the city he was the one who turned up. Fate? Maybe. More likely the evil powers below were making my life difficult for shits and giggles. Or maybe God found some pleasure in throwing test after test at me. Somehow that didn’t seem right. To test me, He would have to care, and I knew he didn’t. Still, it was a twisted kind of
Turning to face the light footsteps of a familiar walk, I peered through the gloom and found blue eyes searching for mine. Once they met, it was hard to tear them apart. I could see his features only by the weak light of the street lamps.
Slightly curled locks of hair tickled the tops of his ears. It was longer, as if he had not cut it since we last saw each other. It softened the angles of his face and took away that obvious ‘cop’ image, leaving him looking years younger. I struggled to fight back the swell of need I felt, the need to have him buried very deeply inside my body.
“Unholy Lucifer, Annie! The backwash of your lust is giving me a hard-“
“Rat!” I glared at the irritating demon.“If I have to shut you up one more time…”
“You will stick the barrel of your gun down my throat and silence me forever. Yeah, I get it, boss.” Though the often repeated threat didn’t stop Rat from grinning mischievously. He zipped up his jacket to cover up the fact that he carried a gun, maybe several knives and a multitude of other illegal weapons he liked to keep close. He was more paranoid than I was. “Detective Daltry,” he greeted Michael as he joined our small group.
Michael glanced at Rat and then his eyes rested on Dacio. He did not look happy to see the club owner. Jealousy flashed across his features. Dacio smiled at him in what he hoped was an innocent, friendly welcome.
Turning to face me, Michael spoke softly, as if we were alone. “Quite a crowd out there, Professor.”