Angel
Kin
An
Angel Assassins Novel
by Tricia
Skinner
a Paranormal Romance with
Urban Fantasy elements
from Entangled Publishing –
Edge Imprint
Tagline:
The thief will steal his heart...
Book Description:It’s a race against time as Cain fights to save the woman he’s falling in love with before his brother Abel destroys them both.
Tricia says this is an excerpt.
I say it is a TEASE!!!!!!!
First,
Cain checked the room’s double window and the flimsy front door, then threw the
motel blanket on the brown carpet. He smoothed his hands across the sheets and
lifted the mattress. He let it go and unrolled his blanket, tucking the
corners.
“Should
be fine now.”
Her
mind felt miles away. “Will it be? Fine?”
He
removed his jacket and pulled one of his guns from the holster. The magazine
shot into his hand before he slammed it back. “As soon as I find Abel your life
will go back to normal.”
Katie
huffed a half laugh. Normal sounded like a dream. “I—”
Cain
paused his movements. “You what?”
“I
wish I knew how to help you.”
“Well
you can’t.”
She
snapped her gaze to his stony face. “Would it hurt to pretend I just showed
some compassion for you? You could at least act like you’d considered my
words.”
“Let’s
analyze your sweet wish, little burglar. I’m an assassin, which translates to I
kill people.” The half angel folded his arms and left no doubt about the
arrogance on his face. “Sorry if the facts sting, but you can’t fight like I
can. You can’t do what needs to be done.”
Infuriating,
arrogant, and stubborn was not a good look on him. Katie mimicked his posture
and crossed her arms. “Tell me, Mr. Super Assassin, are you sure those
legendary fighting skills you claim to have will work when you’re face-to-face
with Abel?”
“You
think I’ll run from the fight?” A growl slipped through his gritted teeth.
“That’s
not what I meant. I want to know if you can”— she raised her fingers in air
quotes— “do what needs to be done, when your opponent is your own brother?”
Cain
pressed his lips together, and she dove into the void left by his hesitation.
“Family
is about love, but it’s also about a shitload of pain.” Katie expelled a slow
breath. “When you face off with your twin, the end result will stay with you.”
“Abel’s
my blood, but he’s done wrong. I’ll deal.”
Katie
tossed her hands up. “Say you’re standing near Abel and he’s got a gun pointed
at some poor schmuck’s head. What are you going to do? You’d have to decide
whether or not your brother is more important, or that innocent life.”
He
clawed his fingers through his hair. “I’d never allow him to harm a soul in my
presence. I will stop my brother, but don’t tell me my only
option is to kill him.”
“I
hope it doesn’t come to that.” Exhausted, she sank onto the edge of the
mattress. “I truly do.”
“Ridiculous,”
he muttered under his breath.
She
shot up from the bed, ready to tell him exactly where he could shove his tough
act, but Cain’s hand caught her wrist. They stared into each other’s eyes, but
the emotions passing over his face cranked her heartbeat.
“Let.
Go.” She jerked her arm, but his grip held.
“You
should thank me for my honesty. An angel, even an impure abomination like me,
could kill you before you could react. No more wishing you could help me. I
don’t want to see you hurt.”
“So
we’re clear, if I wasn’t dealing with mind-controlling giants, I could hold my
own in a fight,” she said.
Cain’s
expression darkened. “Could you? I wonder.”
The
Nephilim brought her crashing down onto the mattress, and Katie yelped. She
thrashed under his heavy weight.
“Overpowered
by a body, not mind control,” he said as his breath fanned her skin. “Your
nonassassin skills are sadly lacking.”
He
pinned her wrists above her head, leaving her body flush against his. Katie
wiggled and tugged, but Cain had the advantage of position and strength. She
stopped her frantic movements. Only one option left—surprise.
She
molded her lips over his, the pressure so heavy and intense she could only moan
breathlessly into his mouth. The warmth of her tongue touched his, drawing her
nerves guitar-string tight.
The
grip on her wrists loosened, and Katie raised her hands until her fingers slid
into the thickness of his hair. She arched her body and his wide palm cupped
her back. Distracting Cain to throw him off took a back seat, replaced by
instinctual need pounding deep within her belly and ricocheting between her
legs.
Cain’s
tongue continued a slow exploration of her mouth, lapping the depths, erotic as
hell. Her trembling fingers brushed the expanse of his shoulders, his firm
muscles jolting the tips as they passed over. Filled with untethered boldness,
she ran light touches down the ridges of his firm pectorals. When her thumb
flicked a pebble-hard nipple, her bodyguard growled.
Tricia Skinner writes urban
fantasy with twist of passion. She’s a former journalist who discovered her
inspiration to write fiction as an escape from “real life.” Her reading tastes
include fantasy (and its subgenres), paranormal, sci-fi, and history.
When she’s not writing, Tricia is
a newbie “green” practitioner, fitness procrastinator, and a technology geek.
Her family includes a patient husband, a demigod son, and two Great Danes.
She’s active in several writing communities and enjoys interacting with
readers.
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LOL! There's another scene I could have sent that most certainly is a tease. But it was too hot for posting. ;)
ReplyDeleteThanks for the spotlight!
Trish