Serenity opened the bedroom door a crack and peered through. The lights in the living room were off but the moon had moved around, shining through the windows to her right beyond the television. She slowly swept her eyes over to Apollyon.
They widened when she saw that his wings were gone. She opened the door, convinced that she was dreaming it, and took a good look at him.
They were gone. He hadn’t tucked them away. They just weren’t there.
He lay on the couch, his head at the end nearest the door to the kitchen, and his feet dangling over the end beside the windows. She stifled her giggle at the sight of him sprawled out so uncomfortably. He was far too tall for her small couch. She probably should have given him the bed and slept on the couch herself.
Serenity snuck into the room, tiptoeing and grimacing with each step in case it made a noise. She wanted to look at him for a while and she didn’t want to wake him. If he thought her black dress had been provocative, she could well imagine what he’d think of the small dark red slip she was wearing.
She stopped a few feet from him, on the other side of the coffee table. He was beautiful bathed in moonlight and looked so normal without his wings. She could easily fool herself into thinking he was mortal just like her.
He was sleeping soundly, his bare chest rising and falling steadily. Her mouth turned dry when she slowly looked him over. He was naked. Clearly, he wasn’t used to sharing with female company. The red blanket rode low, barely covering his hips, and in danger of falling off completely. Her eyes wandered over him to her heart’s content. He had one arm tucked behind his head and the other rested on his hip, drawing her gaze back there. It traced the curve of his muscles and then the dark line of hair that led her eyes downwards.
Looking at him now, it was hard to believe that he was a real angel. Yet she was a witch. Her mother had always taught her to believe in everything, because you never knew what might just turn out to be real. She had always believed in angels but had never thought she would end up with one sleeping naked on her couch.
It just seemed so incredible to look at him and know that he had lived for eternity already.
He was immortal.
A very handsome immortal.
His face was a mask of peace and his dark hair was falling out of his ponytail and spread over his forearm where it disappeared under his head. Were all angels as beautiful as him?
He stirred and she ran back into her bedroom and dived under the covers, hiding there and pretending to be asleep. Her heart thundered, blood rushing through her head, and she listened hard for a sign that she had woken him.
For a moment, Serenity was convinced that she hadn’t disturbed him, and then she had the strangest feeling of being watched.
The light burst on.
Serenity shot up in bed, clutching the dark pink covers to her chest, and her eyes flew wide.
She covered them, her cheeks blazing over what she had just seen. “Cover yourself!”
Prickly heat chased over her skin at the flash of him stood naked in her doorway.
“You seemed rather interested in seeing it a moment ago.” There was a hint of amusement in his voice.
Her whole body burned with her blush. “I am not… was not.”
“You can come out now,” he said and she peeked through her fingers to make sure he wasn’t tricking her.
It was cruel of him to stand before her like that when she wanted him. He had said that other angels had mortal women, but she still couldn’t get past the fact that he was an angel and what she had been brought up to believe. Angels didn’t do that sort of thing. They were good. They were saints.
Apollyon was bad. Apollyon was built for sin.
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Her Dark Angel
An angel trapped in Hell for centuries, Apollyon is tired of guarding the Devil. He longs to break free and feel the wind in his feathers, but he cannot leave the endless darkness without permission from above. When he senses someone calling him, he seizes his chance for freedom, but soon discovers the call came from a beautiful woman he has watched over from Hell, a woman who casts a spell on him and awakens the darkest desires of his heart.
Serenity is shocked when a wickedly sensual black-winged angel shows up in her city of Paris claiming that she called him when she was only casting a simple vengeance spell. He’s no other than the angel of death! When the lethally handsome warrior offers to obey her and give her revenge, Serenity can’t resist the temptation, but can she resist the forbidden hungers the dark angel stirs in her?
Intense and passionate, Her Dark Angel is a tale of desire and deepest forbidden love guaranteed to set your heart racing.
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Her Dark Angel (Her Angel Romance Series #1)
Her Fallen Angel (Her Angel Romance Series #2)
Her Warrior Angel (Her Angel Romance Series #3)
Her Guardian Angel (Her Angel Romance Series #4)
Her Demonic Angel (Her Angel Romance Series #5)