Abigale Colebrook married a man she thought would sweep her off her feet and into
the lap of luxury. Only, the man he portrayed was very different from the man he
really was. Dark secrets lay within the Colebrook Estate and she finds herself being
used as nothing more than a pawn in Lairds' sick games.
That is, until a handsome stranger rings their doorbell.
He was sent by Pesta to meet Laird Colebrook and locate the legendary statue of
Asher and Faye, but no relic could compare to the blonde beauty that swept into his
heart.
The moment he laid eyes on Abigale Colebrook, he knew he had to have her. And the
moment he kissed her, he knew no one would get in his way. It didn’t matter that
her husband was the very man he came to do business with, the very man who
controlled her every move.
He was Astaroth, one of the seven princes of the underworld, commander of forty
legions, and the leader of the seven armies--no one could take from him what he
desired.
Genre : Paranormal Erotica
Release Date : 24 November 2015
Author : Jennifer Field
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EXCERPT
He turned and smiled down at Abby. Her beauty would steal his heart, if he even had
one worth stealing. “Well, it’s an Imp, they aren’t very high up on the demonic food
chain. I’m really looking for something a lot more special with amazing beauty and
uniqueness. Not unlike yourself.” His hand came up and brushed along the side of
her cheek.
Her eyes closed and her face nuzzled against his hand, a gentle smile spreading
across her lips. “Laird asked me to come down here and show you what he has to
offer.”
“Did he now? Well, I guess I’m luckier than I thought.” He held out his hand for her
to take. If he was going to walk beside a beautiful woman, then he was going to
touch her in any way he could.
She glanced down at his large, outstretched hand, contemplating whether or not she
should take it. After all, he was a guest, and obviously foreign. Perhaps it was
customary for guests to hold hands in his country. Okay, she was grasping at straws,
but any excuse she had to touch this magnificent man, she was surely going to take.
She placed her small hand into his and they began walking the long length of
storage.
As they walked hand in hand, it became apparent he was looking for something
specific.
“So, Roth, that’s an unusual first name?”
“My actual name is Astaroth, but it’s a mouthful, so I go by Roth.”
“Astaroth, as in a prince of Hell coming forth in the shape of a fouled angel, sitting
upon an infernal dragon, carrying a viper in his right hand?” She smiled up at him
and gave a curt laugh as she spoke. Who would name their child Astaroth? How odd.
“I haven’t actually ridden a dragon in years, but that’s me.”
She had to laugh at his statement. “Oh, really?” She stopped and pulled back, yet
didn’t release his hand to look him up and down.
“Are you saying I don’t look like a prince of Hell?” He looked down at his casual
jeans, boots, and black t-shirt. Not exactly the attire of royalty, but showing up with
a crown made of human bones would probably scare her off, and that was the last
thing he wanted to do.
She stood on her tiptoes and ran her hand along the scruff on his face. “Hmm, I’ll
give you the devilish good looks and charm, that’s for sure.”
His hand came up and covered hers. “Is that all you’ll give me?”
His words sent a flood of heat to her belly and a tingle of anticipation between her
legs. There was no denying his meaning as he spoke to her. He wanted much more
than to just hold her hand. The moment seemed to last an eternity as they silently
stared into each other’s eyes, neither wanting to be the first to break contact.
Neither one could answer the question, but the answer was the same for both of
them. Each would give the other anything they could ever want, all either had to do
was ask, and there would be no turning back.
Their moment was interrupted by the sound of footsteps coming down the long
aisle they were standing in. Abby knew it was Laird; he had a very distinct and
powerful walk. She tried to pull away, fearful her husband would find them in a near
embrace, but Roth pulled her in closer. So close, their bodies were now flush from
chest to knee.
“When can I see you again?” His voice was barely above a whisper, nothing that
would ever be overheard, especially by human ears.
“You can’t, I’m sorry.”
Release Date : 15 September 2014
*Warning: Intended for audiences 18 yrs and older. Contains graphic sex scenes and hot men!*
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Release Date : 1 May 2014
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About The Author
She currently lives in Western Massachusetts and has a love for adventure that
makes her who she truly is. As an avid mountain climber & hiker it is not unusual for
her to be hanging off of a 5.9 in the Adirondacks or the Shawangunk Mountain
ranges. During the off-season of climbing, also known as winter, she attends the
New England Center for Circus Arts where she studied static trapeze (think Cirque
rather than Circus).
She’s an only child so has her mother to thank for her over active imagination and
knack for storytelling. Over the years she's written several short stories of the
"naughty" nature. But had never envisioned herself as a writer. Just someone who
enjoyed telling a steamy story from time to time.
