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This
job. Boring is too colorful a word for it. I’ve been escorting humans
to the afterlife for millennia. I’m over it. But when you’re the son of
the two greatest reapers of all time, reaping is in your blood. My
latest appointment is with one Annabelle Lyric, a twenty-eight year old
New Orleans party planner. Snoozefest. But there is one bonus to this
assignment: it’s Halloween night. In New Orleans. And she’s attending a
posh party whilst unaware of her impending demise. I’ve been tasked with
taking Annabelle’s soul right after the masked ball. The good news?
I’ll fit right in with all the costumed partygoers. The bad news? That
hits me when I realize Annabelle is much more than my next victim, she’s
my fated mate.
“I’m
going to claim you now, angel.” He pushes back from the bed and stands.
With his gaze firmly on me, he unbuttons his black pants, revealing
more of his pale skin and the tantalizing trail of dark hair. When he
pushes his pants to the floor, my eyes grow wide. His cock is thicker
than anything I’ve ever had before. A swirl of fear is tempered by the
rush of desire his naked form creates in me. He is a living statue,
perfect, hard, and masculine. And I’m just … me.
I glance down at my body, and the difference hits me hard.
“What is that?” He stares at the air around me. “Why are you unhappy?”
“How?” I cock my head at him. “How can you tell?”
“What is that?” He stares at the air around me. “Why are you unhappy?”
“How?” I cock my head at him. “How can you tell?”
“Your aura changes. Have I displeased you?”
“Displeased
me? No. You were, that was … you were amazing. It’s just that I’m not…”
I can’t figure out how to say what I’m feeling, and I start to slide my
legs closed as embarrassment creeps in.
He’s
on top of me before I move an inch. “I’ve never wanted anything more
than I want you right now. You are my beautiful, perfect angel.”
I
see no duplicity in his eyes, only warmth. His words instill a
confidence in me that I’ve never experienced. I run my palm down his
cheek and press my lips to his. He kisses back with so much emotion that
I can’t catch my breath. Goodbye heart.
“I
want you, too.” I close my eyes and try to inject confidence into my
words. “I want you to claim me, like you said. Make me yours.”
Let me start is review off by saying, I voluntarily received a ARC of this book. And this is my honest review.
Ok now to the review , I had mixed emotions about this story. I loved Matt, and his alpha , over bearing , mine personality, Annabelle was , kind of meek and I wish for her to be stronger. But over all they worked well together and made the story. BUT ....and it is my biggest but... It was all good time the last bit and then I got confused , I mean him being the reaper should he not have be able to hear her? Also, the very last chapter the whole apartment dialogue just confused me and I finished the book with more WHAT? HOW? BUT..... UH..... So I can only give this a 3.5 rating .
Celia
Aaron is the self-publishing pseudonym of a published romance and
erotica author. She loves to write stories with hot heroes and heroines
that are twisty and often dark. Thanks for reading.
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