If you love stories about angels, then you’re at the right place.
She’s his salvation, he’s her demise. A love story that transcends realms…
(Fallen Guardians #1)
Born in the flames of Heaven’s wrath, he’s all things sinful and too dangerous to love.
An immortal guardian, Aethan has walked alone for millennia, trapped in a hell of his own. Until a feisty mortal crosses his path. A female he shouldn’t even look at, one who shakes the precarious foundations of all that he is, and one who’s determined to walk the edge of danger.
All her life, Echo Carter wanted “normal”, an impossible feat given that she can see demons. Drawn back to the alleys of New York, she’s determined to hunt down the one responsible for the death of her friend. And no man, no matter how sexy, will stop her. Until she discovers a horrifying truth about herself, forcing her to turn to the one man she should avoid. Aethan.
But when two stubborn wills collide, a dangerous passion ignites…
As evil closes in, Aethan has to overcome his darkest fears and claim Echo as his. If he doesn’t, he just could lose her to a far more sinister fate…
“You should have never left the safety of the house, Echo. And now, you should have stayed away until I calmed down. I’m seconds away from making good on my promise.”
Her back stiffened at his threat to take away to some unknown place. “I’m not a possession to be packed away because you fear it’ll break. You want a relationship with me, you need to accept me for who I am.”
“At the expense of putting your life in danger? Don’t push me on this. You won’t like the trade-off.”
She bit back on the deluge that nearly spewed out at his threat. And said, “I don’t like you very much, right now.”
At her words, something shifted in his stance, his gaze. The chill in his eyes went into a slow burn, reminding her of a dangerous predator. He flung his t-shirt aside and prowled closer.
Hastily, she backed away. She wasn’t a fool. Whatever he planned wouldn’t be good for her. Then she met his eyes, and fear gave way to anticipation. Breathing became harder, aware she’d unleashed this dangerous side of him.
“You don’t like me, do you?” He stalked her until her back hit the wall. Hands slapped down on either side of her head, locking her in. “Let’s see about that, shall we?”
His eyes glowed fiercely, filled with possession. He lowered his head. His nose trailed lightly along her jaw and down her neck.
Echo stilled, unprepared for the sensual feeling of his lips lightly grazing her skin. The heady scent of rainstorms, his masculine heat, and raw sex surrounded her. She could almost taste him on her tongue.
“Aethan,” she whimpered, desire surging through her veins. If he could do that without even touching her, she truly was in trouble. But she didn’t care. She only knew that if he didn’t kiss her, she would burn up from her own heat and die, and then he’d be sorry. She tilted her face toward his, seeking his lips.
Soft laughter reached her ears as though he could hear her thoughts. “Still don’t like me, do you?”