Celee Spence is a stripper trying to survive in a supernatural world full of sex and violence. Having made a bad deal with a demon named Murdock, she must also handle his dirty work. Her road to eternal damnation seems certain until a mysterious vampire shows up.
An important young woman is missing in the city and is mingling in Celee’s industry. In exchange for Ceele’s help to find her, the vampire will give her the powerful elixir she needs to stay alive and a way to end her contract with the demon. Curious and with an offer too good to pass on, she accepts it.
Sexy, armed, and dangerous, Celee places her life on the line to save the missing girl. In doing so, an angel presents her with a way to save her damned soul. Celee wants to avoid eternity in Hell, but can she work for both an angel and a demon?
Warning: Contains violence, vulgar language, and graphic sex.
Note: This book was originally published years ago under my pen name. The story hasn't changed.
Looking into his eyes, she saw a passionate heart with a loving soul. They were friends and lovers, yet he wanted more. She was immortal with her survival contingent on vampires. She could never be more with a human.
"I think you need a girlfriend."
Laughter burst from him, but then it died and a serious expression masked his face. "I have one, but she doesn't know it yet."
"Oh? Do I know her?" This was good news, although unexpected. Maybe it would help him want to be more friends than lovers with her.
He brushed his fingers over her chest and pushed aside the edge of her shirt. "She's in here somewhere." He traced a heart over the area where hers beat.
A shiver ran down her spine. Did he truly think she would agree to be his girlfriend? It warmed her soul to know he thought of her so fondly. But they could never be more than friends and lovers.
She took his hand and lifted it away from her heart. "Jay, we can't--"READ MORE
"Why, Celee? Give me one good reason."
"How about this one," said a deep voice.
A flicker of annoyance crept into Celee. The vampire's appearance couldn't have come at a worse time.
Greger came to a halt next to them. He wore a black trench coat, dark pants and a dark shirt--the same attire she'd seen him wear the night before.
"She's immortal and you're not. You will die some day. So, do yourself a favor and find a human to procreate and be happy with."COLLAPSE