Now, instead of traveling the world to work for men willing to part with their ill- gotten money, he lived in a goddamn huge mansion with an angel who turned down Heaven, an ex-exotic dancer with a sassy mouth and a destiny to save mankind, a shape- shifting rock with aspirations to be a 1920s mobster, a cocky tech expert and—
The woman currently kicking the crap out of the poor punching bag. Correction. Not a woman. Fallen angel. Demon, actually.
Christ. Jackson swept a hand through his hair. When he found trouble, he went all the way. Said woman, Marisol Asheni—a flowery name for a hard-ass demon—struck the bag, the force of her blow rocking the heavy sack violently. He half expected the damn thing to crash to the floor.
Even as she pounded the hell out of the bag, her body flowed in lovely symmetry. Much like the woman herself, each of her movements was precise, effortless and made with minimum motions. And a helluva lot of grace.
Her taut ass flexed and smoothed under the formfitting tight shorts women—God love them—seemed to favor. Long legs, tanned and straight, looked silky under the soft lights. Her waist was bare, and when she moved he thought he caught a glimpse of something flashing at her navel.
Holy hell, the woman had a belly-button piercing. When had she gotten the damn thing? He sure hadn’t noticed it the last time he’d seen her work out. His appreciative gaze tracked a path up her body, flowing past her curved hips to her uptilted breasts, up the smooth column of her throat. Despite her features being too austere for true beauty and marred only slightly by the iron determination in her square chin, she possessed a wildness he found fascinating.
Her auburn hair, woven into a tight braid, swayed back and forth as she moved. The glowing strands flickered with fire—filled with gold, rich coppers and hot reds.
Any adjective used to describe fire fit Marisol Asheni to a T. As in trouble.
She has done it again. This author has started to become one of my favorites because she delivers non-stop action and takes you into her world from the beginning of the novel until the end, and incorporates my favorite subject archeology and historic artifacts. In this one you follow a Fallen Angel Marisol, she is a force to be reckoned with and trust me you do not want to be on her bad side or in the way of what she is looking for. She seems like she doesn’t care about anything but when she sees Jackson all her thoughts may change when higher powers bring these two together! Jackson has always looked out for one thing himself. He has the looks, the ability, and of course the cockiness to get what he wants. That all changed when he changed sides half a year ago. Can these two set their sides aside especially since she is considered a demon to save the world once again. The plot it flawless and it will keep you entertained until the last page. The tempo keeps you on the edge of your seat, and then it will take you down a little just to build it again until the major scene which is what makes a novel well worth the read. The characters are original and have each their own uniqueness in the story, it is perfectly flowed from the first one. Even though this is book two, it can be read by itself in my opinion. However, one thing that is for sure this series is for sure one of the best in this genre and I would recommend it highly.
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