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22 days to go... are you ready? #Williamisntheretoplay #TheDarkestAssassin #LordsoftheUnderworld #AngelsoftheDark #Bjorniscoming Kindle: https://amzn.to/2p8YMbZ Paperback: https://amzn.to/2VtwhSz https://www.instagram.com/p/B5BdT8ogp5F/?igshid=xx82hc84in5r

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"... Y no, no estarías mintiendo. Lo expresas, y porque las palabras tienen poder, tu fe lo hace real..." #AngelsOfTheDark #Zacharel #Poder #Fe #Atracción #LOTU #GS https://www.instagram.com/p/BoQR0Z2gyV8/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1tq9pbktt3100

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A good book for this cold night.. 🌌💋💙 #wickednights by @genashowalter #angelsofthedark

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Burning Dawn by Gena Showalter with GIVEAWAY!!

Burning Dawn by Gena Showalter with GIVEAWAY!!

BURNING DAWN (Angels of the Dark #3) by Gena Showalter In stores April 29, 2014  

ABOUT THE BOOK


New York Times bestselling author Gena Showalter returns with a sizzling Angels of the Dark tale about a winged warrior renowned for his ruthlessness, and the woman who becomes his obsession…

A tormented past has left Thane with an insatiable need for violence, making him the most dangerous…

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Warrior's Downfall

Thane

-I landed on the roof of The Downfall and folded my wings in. No sooner had my feet touched down then I heard the voice of @ZacharelWarrior in my head. His Majesty wanted a meeting, no doubt, to toss out a few reprimands about how we’d come to close to killing humans once again, but I couldn’t handle that right now.  Bjorn had been out of control for days now, our last fight against the demons too much for him to handle. I should have been with him now, but Xerxes had taken over handling him, told me in no uncertain terms to get a handle on myself before I tried to help Bjorn. I hadn’t wanted to, but even I had to admit that I wasn’t going to do Bjorn much good until I had the sex I needed. I nodded at the guards and they stepped aside, giving me access into the club. Once on the floor I surveyed the scene, the available females. Once glance was enough to make most of them come running, eager to offer me anything and everything I wanted. But for what I needed tonight, most of these creatures wouldn’t do. One fairy approached me, her green eyes, strawberry blonde hair, and musical voice something that might have been appealing on another night, but tonight she was just too easily breakable. I tried to imagine her hands chained to my headboard, her supple body rising up to meet mine as I pounded inside her, the intoxicating scent that would come from the mixture of her arousal and her blood spilled…but no, it wouldn’t work. Dismissing her, ignoring her pout of disappointment, I kept searching the crowd, looking for the female that would give me the best release. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain at the back of my neck and the familiar warmth of blood welling. Whipping around, I found myself staring into dark amber eyes before realizing what else was there…mahogany waves falling halfway down her back, shimmering skin, but most of all, the tell-tale claws of a Harpy. “I’m looking for company tonight,” she told me, her voice leaving no room for doubt about what kind of company she wanted or what she expected the answer to be. This was my kind of female. I could enjoy breaking this one. I felt a grin spread across my face as I answered in a low voice.- Catching me like that is a dangerous game, female. I have rules for my companions. You think you can handle me?

-Her lips curved in a wicked smirk, just like I’d expected. Fiesty, this one, but Harpies always were. I doubted she’d give into me chaining her, but winning that battle would be half the fun. The claws that would come out again, the scratches and bites we would both end up with in the process…I could almost find the satisfaction I craved just thinking about it. “I can more than handle you, angel,” she boasted, running her hands through her hair then bending backward to shake out her tresses, showing off every line of her body and just how flexible she could be. She straightened and ran her hands over her body. My eyes tracked the movement, thinking about how I’d trace those curves later, envisioning the positions I could get her in to really show them off. Only her seductive voice brought me out of my thoughts. “I’ll handle you so well that even at the end of the night, you’ll be begging for more.” I took a few steps toward her, forcing her to retreat toward the wall and closer to the door to my quarters.- I know better than to ever doubt a Harpy. -I couldn’t keep the amusement from my voice. She’d unknowingly given me exactly what I needed.- Now prove yourself up to the challenge. -Without another word my lips crashed down on hers, our lips melding in a fiery kiss, tongues dueling as if life depended on winning control of this kiss. All too soon the club’s floor was too public, no place for a display like what was coming. Ignoring a squawk of protest from the Harpy, I scooped her up and disappeared up the stairs leading to my room. With Bjorn and Xerxes out, there would be nobody to overhear anything, and that was all the better for what I had in mind. Within moments I had her naked before me and restrained on my bed, and even though I’d lost some skin and blood in the process, now she was ready for my pleasure and my torture. And I would give her both. I feasted upon her skin, scraping my teeth over sensitive areas, leaving welts in their wake that my tongue soothed. Then came the sweet sounds of leather meeting flesh, red marks forming patterns over that shimmering skin, every strike closer to drawing out the Harpy. She tried to fight back, to draw my blood with her claws, but my restraints held her, and the melody of her moans and cries only made my cock harder with every passing minute. Only when I could take it no more did I free my cock and join her on the blood-soaked sheets. I surveyed her from behind, trailing kisses down her spine as apology and thank you for everything that had happened tonight. Without warning she moved back against me, knowing just how to move so that her hot flesh drenched in her arousal seared my cock, and just like that the tender moment was broken. With a cry of pleasure I surged inside her, filling her to the hilt in one powerful thrust. No longer did I crave gentleness, now I only craved release. My hips crashed against her ass with unrestrained savagery, her desperate moans as I struck deep inside her telling me exactly how much she wanted everything I was giving her. My hand snaked around to her core to find her bundle of nerves and massage it. Within moments I had worked her into a frenzy, making her entire body tremble as she cried my name. Never had I felt a grip like the one her core now had on me, and soon I had joined her in bliss, the roar of my orgasm echoing around the small room, my own muscles spasming as my release poured into her. When it was over and I pulled out of her, I couldn’t keep myself from letting my eyes linger on her bare skin once more, my gaze branding her as surely as my leather had.- Yes, feisty one…I will have you again.