Reaper
Mine
A Reaper
Novel
Christie
Palmer
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Number of pages: 241
Word Count: 92615
Cover Artist: Jaycee De Lorenzo
A war is brewing; the Tribunal wants to
possess her. And one Reaper will give his soul to love her.
Victor is the Reaper over Violence he
doesn’t do warm and fuzzy. He definitely doesn’t do damsel in distress. But
apparently Dante didn’t get that memo. And Elle was most defiantly a damsel in
distress.
Now he only needs to can keep her alive
long enough to find out who wants to kill her? And why the hell did the
Tribunal want her so badly?
Elle was having a really bad day.
He had almost lost her
today and something deep in his chest had broken lose at the thought of losing
her, and he just needed to feel her close to him. He would be damned straight
to hell itself before he walked away from her right now.
So he kissed her, he
wrapped his arms around her slippery body molding her against him under the
pounding hot spray of water. Slanting her full lips over his, pressing them
open he sank his tongue into her mouth to tangle with hers. She moaned into his
mouth and wrapped her arms around his neck, making it easier to sink further
into the kiss.
Victor lost himself in
the kiss. The feel of the woman in her arms, full breasts pressed against him.
And he grew light headed with desire; he broke the kiss to drag air into his
starved lungs.
She tasted like warm
sunshine, and the second he could breathe, he dipped his lips back to hers.
Elle moaned into his mouth and Victor was lost, he thrust his tongue deep into
her mouth, rubbing against her and drawing her tongue into his mouth he sucked
on it. Drawing her unique taste and flavor into his mouth. Memorizing her, gods
he couldn’t get her taste deep enough into him. She made the most amazing
sounds as he drifted from her mouth to the side of her neck. Elle burrowed into
him resting her head against his chest, he thanked the gods he had left his
boxer briefs on. As he tried to control the urge to press her against the
shower wall and take her.
“Elle.” Her name came
out more as a moan.
Christie was born and raised in a suburb
of Salt Lake City, Ut. She lives less than a mile from the home she grew up in.
World traveler she is not. But what she lacked in travel she more than made up
for in her imagination. Within her vivid imagination she has traveled the world
over as well as different worlds and different times.
She works a full time day job to pay the
bills but looses herself in books and her writing whenever possible.
She is a loving mother of two wonderful
children that she admits she is obsessed with. She has been married for 18
years to a very tolerant man that is grounded in reality in order for her to
fly to the heights of her own imagination.
She started writing when she was a
teenager after reading a book that she didn't like the ending too. Took a
hiatus to raise her wonderful children but has dedicated herself to becoming a
published writer for the last several years
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