Flash Sale and Excerpt: Judgment & the World
On sale today for $0.99! He had silver-black wings, which were not feathers, she realized on closer inspection, but feathery extensions of smokey light. And he glowed . Every part of him was bathed in glorious radiance. His hair looked like spun obsidian, his skin gleamed like polished teak, and his eyes were dark, yet warm and intelligent. There were crinkles around them that suggested wisdom although he was ageless, and she guessed he was much older than his youthful physique suggested. He looked exactly like a classic angel, although far, far too sexy. Sister McKinney in her third-grade Catholic school would have slapped Trudie’s hand with a ruler for suggesting an angel could look that sinfully delicious. “Thank you for allowing me to come to this interview,” he said to her gravely. “I admit, I was surprised when you agreed to consider a Seraph as a tutor for your children, Queen Sabriel.” Even his voice was sexy. She was definitely going to hell just based on the dream...