These Characters will be imprinted on your memory as you are pulled deep into the Erotic Soul. A saga of Love, Betrayal, and Revenge spanning a hundred years. What happens when you bargain with your soul? IN 1889. Reeves dies and returns with a rage in his soul. He is on a quest to find her, his Hell Cat. The woman that continues to defy him, his revenge shall be a merciless seduction. Cesso Loves a man that hates her, body and soul. She is the one that killed him. Her ruses and games have gone too far. IN 1989.Ravens follows her. Is it an obsession to love a woman that does not remember you? Charlie has nightmares. Something terrifying is chasing her. Is she crazy, or is there someone out there waiting for her? Jubilee mourns for Nick, she sees him everywhere. Is she being haunted or is it Jude, Nick's sadistic killer that stalks her? An Evil holds all these Captive Souls in his grasp as he plays his eternal game of Soul Surrender.
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The art of illumination! This is Paranormal Romance that is full of Mystery and Suspense. I call it The Erotic Soul because that is what it became. Tastefully done but very steamy and sensual. I wrapped it in beauty and great literary clips from some of the masters of the Art Of illumination. It is a series book but can certainly be read as a Stand Alone.
He drew back, “Now, you should go home.” his voice cold.
She shook her head, “I am home.” as she removed her jacket.
His eyes narrowed, “You do not belong with me.” his voice angry.
She kept smiling as she silently unbuttoned her blouse.
He shook his head. “You need to stop with the games, Madame.”
She ignored him as she unfastened her riding pants and sat down on the ground.
His gaze drew down, “What the hell are you doing?” his voice seemed confused.
She lowered her head and pulled her boots off and then her pants. Swiftly pulling her chemise up and off her head and releasing huge breath, she stood.
He stepped away, “Do not do this.” his voice low with warning.
She stepped up close as her nude body touched him. “You are right.”
He blinked. “I am?”
She nodded as she looped her arms around his neck, “I do not belong with you,” she whispered to his lips, “I belong to you.” she smiled.
His eyes seemed to grow angry, “You cannot just forget all of the pain---” attempting to step back from her.
She shrugged. “I have not. I remember everything now.”
He tried to loosen her arms, “It is no good, I say!” shouting as he disengaged her bare arms.
She flinched at his words. “So, you do not want me?” the hurt in her voice apparent.
He stilled as he let go of her hands.
She pulled close again, “You only live with truth, remember?” her soft breath on his lips.
He gazed into her eyes, “I will hurt you.” his voice seethed at her as her scent rose up to smite him.
She gazed back, “And I you.” Her eyes narrowing with determination, “Do what you will,” her words quivered as she sighed, “You always do.” A sudden teasing smile tugged at her lips.
His eyes narrowed at her tone. He pulled her up, her bare feet leaving the ground.
She gasped as her smile faded and she held her breath.
“You may regret this seduction,” he growled at her, “When I set you down, you will go away!” his voice threatened.
She blinked but gazed back into his eyes as her feet touched the ground. She remained close to him and raised her chin up as her eyes locked with his.
A dark brow drew up. Always defying me, his thoughts raged as he picked her up and landed her in the straw pile.
She gasped as the breath left her body.