Title: The Naphil's Kiss
Author: Simone Beaudelaire
Pages: 324 Pages
Release date: January 20, 2014
Genre: Paranormal Romance
The Nephilim were on the earth in those days- and also afterward- when the sons of God went to the daughters of men and had children by them. They were heroes of old, men of great renown.
Genesis 6: 4
And to this day, they remain: the Nephilim. Half human, half angel. They hide in the light, eternal, chaste, and beautiful. They protect the children of men from the Succubae, daughters of Lilith. Dangerous demonesses who prey on men leaving them worse than dead.
Until the day one Naphil, Lucien, first encountered the succubus Sarahi. That day a creature of darkness, sick of the shadows, dared lift her face towards heaven and discovered something she never dreamed she would find... love.
But their love is overshadowed as the long-foretold war between angels and demons threatens to break over the land. For prophecy states that from the mingling of these races will come a warrior who holds the key to victory... or utter destruction.
Caution: contains graphic sex scenes.
He gave her an angry look, his onyx eyes flashing in the dark skin of his beautiful face.
“Don’t, Lucien. If you dislike it so much, why don’t you feed me yourself?” She felt her eyes glowing hot as she voiced her greatest wish aloud.
His face registered surprise at her boldness, followed by longing, and then rage.
“Why? I have no desire to be one of your legion of lovers.”
“I have no lovers. No legion. Not even one. This is the only way I feed, now. It’s so much better this way.”
“Oh, my dearest angel, surely you must know how I desire you. Only you, Lucien.”
For the most fleeting of moments, desire flared in his eyes, and then was quickly suppressed. His back teeth ground together. “I have sworn vows.”
“I know you have. One of them was to kill any succubus on sight, was it not? How well have you kept that vow?”
He swallowed hard, but said nothing. She stepped off the edge of the table. His big hand shot out and caught her as she fell, just as she had hoped he would.
“Don’t tempt me, Sarahi. No good can come of it.” He lifted her up close to his face.
“I disagree, Lucien. Every good can come of it.”
“I won’t feed you.”
She wrapped her body around his finger, letting him feel her lush curves. Her ruby-coloreddress was thin and she wore no undergarments. She kissed his fingertip.
“You already have,” she teased.
About The Author:
Simone Beaudelaire is the pseudonym for a mild-mannered French teacher from Texas. When she isn't demonstrating adjective agreement and verb conjugation, she's reading and writing sweet and sexy romance novels.
She currently has over ten titles available as ebooks; paranormal, contemporary and historical romance. Print and new titles in the works.
Mme Beaudelaire lives with her husband of a dozen years, three youngchildren, and one fat tabby cat
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