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A Demon’s Gift
Jocelyn Dex
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A Demon’s Gift is an erotic paranormal
romance with a little Christmas flair. It was originally published
as part of the Hot Holiday Treats Anthology which was only available for a
short time.
This version has expanded
scenes and an extended ending. It features a fun
cast of characters including: a cocky sex demon, a tough female demon
hunter in training, and others. Check out the blurb and excerpt below and if it
sounds good to you, I hope you’ll give it a read.
Long Blurb
Cordelia is a demon hunter in training. Passing her final test will allow her the freedom to celebrate her first Christmas, but one demon stands in her way. As much as she tries to fight it, to convince herself he repulses her, her body comes alive, betraying her, each time he’s near.
Argoth, a sex demon, is locked in a cell, used as a punching bag for the demon hunter trainees. The only thing he looks forward to is his training sessions with Cordelia. The first time her fist connects with his face, he knows she’s different and that he has to have her, to save her, to make her his.
When Argoth’s truth turns Cordelia’s world upside down, will she give in to her desires or run for her life?
Cordelia is a demon hunter in training. Passing her final test will allow her the freedom to celebrate her first Christmas, but one demon stands in her way. As much as she tries to fight it, to convince herself he repulses her, her body comes alive, betraying her, each time he’s near.
Argoth, a sex demon, is locked in a cell, used as a punching bag for the demon hunter trainees. The only thing he looks forward to is his training sessions with Cordelia. The first time her fist connects with his face, he knows she’s different and that he has to have her, to save her, to make her his.
When Argoth’s truth turns Cordelia’s world upside down, will she give in to her desires or run for her life?
Excerpt
A throaty, sexy chuckle reached
her ears. Her skin instantly heated, prickled. Damn it. The cells were
soundproof, but somehow the guards or Bix always managed to leave his intercom on when she was in the
room. She whipped around and glared at him through the thick glass enclosure
which served as his prison. “Shut up, demon.”
His lips turned down in an
exaggerated frown. “I couldn’t help myself. Your childish gesture amused me.
And how many times do I have to ask you to call me by my name? Say it with
me—Argoth.”
It was his fault. The reason she had to keep proving her fighting skills,
the reason she hadn’t made certification, the reason she was stuck down there
every damn day. She’d learned to somewhat resist the manipulation of several of
the others she’d been pitted against but not his. Amused him, did she? Well, let him be amused. He might be her
weakness, but she knew his weakness too.
She sauntered over to his cell and
slowly pulled her sweaty tank top over her head, exposing her fight-toned
stomach. His eyes darkened as they travelled slowly up and down her body before
finally settling on her breasts that were clad in only a thin sports bra.
He was a sex demon and had been
denied all but self-release since being captured and locked up three months
earlier. Denying a sex demon sex was like denying a crack addict crack—except
the sex was actually good for the demon.
Her gaze dropped to his crotch and
she gulped at the unmistakable bulge there. That damn sexy chuckle floated
through the intercom again.
“Don’t play games you can’t
control, Delia.”
“I’m in perfect control. You’re
the one locked up. And don’t call me that.”
“Yes, I can see your perfect control. I’m certain it could
cut through this glass and free me. Think of what we could do if you freed
me…Delia.”
She followed his gaze to her chest
where her painfully hard nipples peeked through the fabric of the sports bra.
His voice dulled her good sense and images of what they could do floated
through her mind before she regained control and snapped out of it. Goddamn it.
“Whatever. At least I get to go
home, shower and find a lover.” She pressed her breasts against the glass,
lowering her voice to a sultry whisper. “When he’s deep inside me, fucking me
to ecstasy, I’ll think of you.” She blew him a kiss. He growled, real anger
contorting his handsome face. “Oh wait. No I won’t.” She flicked his intercom
off and flipped him the finger before leaving the room.
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About Jocelyn
Jocelyn was born in Iowa and
currently resides in hot-as-hell Texas. She shares her home with her very own
6'4" alpha male and varying numbers of spoiled cats and dogs. Teaching one
of her dogs to file his nails is one of her all-time favorite accomplishments.
She thinks dragonflies are awesome, spiders are creepy and it’s rumored that she sleeps with a machete by her bed in case zombies attack in the middle of the night.
Jocelyn's writes paranormal and contemporary romances that include humor, lust, love, and four-letter words on the way to a Happily-Ever-After.
She thinks dragonflies are awesome, spiders are creepy and it’s rumored that she sleeps with a machete by her bed in case zombies attack in the middle of the night.
Jocelyn's writes paranormal and contemporary romances that include humor, lust, love, and four-letter words on the way to a Happily-Ever-After.
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