Don't Fear the Reaper by Shyla Colt

Don't Fear the Reaper by Shyla Colt

Author:Shyla Colt [Colt, Shyla]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, pdf
Tags: Demons & Devils, Multicultural, Paranormal, Contemporary, Romance, Multicultural & Interracial, Angels, Literature & Fiction
Amazon: B005BFHMUA
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Published: 2011-07-06T04:00:00+00:00


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“You know, Az, you could’ve just chimed in and said you

wanted to see me. You didn’t have to make Garrick your middleman,”

Nox said as he appeared in the Cathedral where Azrael waited.

“It wouldn’t have lent the same dramatic flair,” Az said with a

shrug.

You’re placed in charge of life and death and suddenly you

have a somewhat inflated sense of self, Nox thought, rolling his eyes.

“What’s the favor, Az?” Nox asked, ready to end the theatrical

display created by the silence that stretched out.

“I want you to protect Brea twenty-four seven until this

mission is complete. I get the feeling she’s going to need it, but be

careful you don’t cross a line you can’t come back from,” Az

cautioned.

“What’s in it for you?” he asked, suspicious. Everything Az

did have a purpose.

“You agreed to do whatever I asked without question,” Az

reminded.

“When do you want me to start,” Nox forced through clenched

teeth as his temper threatened to rise.

He’d been among humans too long, and when he spent time

with his brethren, he felt it. They weren’t in touch with their feelings

the way humans were, but he was a different case. After he’d been

stripped of his rank, God had used him predominantly to

communicate with humans and keep the balance between Heaven,

Hell, and Earth as a sort of enforcer.

“Now,” Az answered, and he placed Nox inside the blue

Honda.

“Az, you’re an asshole,” Nox whispered aloud.

The unexpected presence made Brea and Garrick jump in the

front seats.

“Nox!” Brea roared.

“Don’t kill the messenger. This was Az’s idea,” he shot back,

furious at the position he found himself in.

He and Brea together were like a lit match close to dry

kindling. It was inevitable the two would meet; the brilliant blaze that

followed sure to consume everything around them. Trapped in

close quarters with her on a daily basis was more than he could resist.

His morals might be low now, but he knew he was about to sink

lower. Angels weren’t meant to poses carnal knowledge. It was the

one thing that made him keep a strangle hold on his base instincts.

Rules were often bent, but that wasn’t one that went unchecked.



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