By: Amanda Jones
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: New Concepts Publishing
Cover Artist: Jenny Dixon
Tagline: Dancing with the Devil…
Mara is a beautiful and talented surgeon with everything going for her…at least on the surface. She has a dark secret she has kept buried for centuries.
Bataryal is a fallen angel broken beyond repair…or so it seems.
Will the beautiful surgeon who saved his life also be able to redeem him, or will Bataryal’s damaged soul lead them both into the depths of Hell…
Mara flopped
back on the pillows. B crawled back up her body, tucking a stray red curl
behind her ear as he smiled down at her.
“So? Was that okay?” He asked.
Mara chuckled. “If that was any more okay I think my heart
would have started beating again. You’re
definitely a fast learner and you do good work, sir.”
B gave her a cocky smile. “We’re just getting started, darling.”
“I was hoping you’d say that.” Mara said with a wink.
The Fallen Chronicles
Book 1
Amanda Jones
Genre: Paranormal/Fantasy Romance
Publisher: New Concepts Publishing
Date of Publication: March 29, 2017
ISBN: 978-1-60394-970-5
Number of pages: 141
Word Count: 81,321
Cover Artist: Jenny Dixon
Tagline: With this fallen angel it never felt so good to be bad!
Book Description:
Katia may be a celebrated musician, but she'd always felt a little like an outsider looking in. Who knew that being abducted by a handsome stranger would set her on a crash course with her destiny...
Luc has spent an eternity keeping everyone and everything at a distance as an unstoppable darkness consumes his soul. Will his beautiful captive be his salvation, or will they both be consumed by the ultimate evil...
“Are you okay?” Katia said, standing in the doorway of the bathroom.
Turning his head towards the sound of her voice, Luc was struck dumb yet again, but for an entirely new reason. Katia was leaning with one shoulder against the doorframe, the steam from the bathroom hung in the air behind her like mist. She was wearing the oversized white t-shirt from earlier, but now it hung loose covering the tops of her thighs, but leaving the rest of her thin, toned legs bare. Her wet hair hung in one long braid over the front of one shoulder. Luc’s mouth watered as he imagined tracing that phoenix tattoo with his tongue. With her doe-like mismatched eyes, fine features, and small, thin body, she looked like an otherworldly princess that had wandered out of her fairy tale and found herself in this awful motel. Luc’s breath caught in his throat.
“Yup, everything’s good,” he said in a strangled voice.
Giving him a dubious look, Katia headed towards the bed, pulled back the covers and sat down leaning back against the headboard. Luc turned back to the mirror, watching her in it as she flipped her braid over her shoulder and leaned her head back with a sigh. Locking eyes with his own reflection, Luc started to mentally panic. There was a small problem — well, not a small problem, and it was getting bigger.
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