Bedeviled Angel (paperback)

ISBN Digital: 978-1-62830-719-1
ISBN Print: 978-1-62830-718-4
Page Count: 274
Word Count: 64660
Rating: Spicy
MSRP: 14.99

An Angel Haven Romance, Book 2

Right from the start, Misty knows there are things Jack McClennan isn't telling her. Like why a law enforcement agency that deals mainly with paranormal threats is hunting him. As a liaison with the largest paranormal law enforcement agency, she believes she could help him. All she really knows is that he's a special man who she'd move heaven and hell to be with.
Jack McClennan is running from his former organization. Betrayed by his side and the law, he trusts no one and despises every hero he feels turned their back on him. When Misty enters his life, she awakens emotions long buried. He can't tell her about his past. He can't even tell her his real name. Will he still want her when he discovers she's part of the hero community he hates?


Misty began to tremble as she stepped into Taylor’s apartment. He pushed the door and it shut with a loud click, making her jump. His home was the same as before, increasing her nervousness as she looked around. The picture of Scavenger floated behind her eyes, making her stare at the man with her.

I’ll tell him I’m not ready and ask him to take me home. She turned to tell him and stopped. He looked so alone as he gazed at her, her resolve melted and the words died in her throat.

He took her hand. “Are you afraid of me?”

“No. Yes. I mean...”

“It’s all right,” he said as he laid his hands on her shoulders. He gave her a small smile. “You’ve been saving yourself, haven’t you?”

She nodded, feeling her face grow hot.

He massaged her shoulders, helping her relax. “I’m as far from Mr. Right as you get, you know.”

“I don’t think so,” she whispered.

“Say the word, and I’ll take you home right now.” He snorted. “If you knew the truth about me, you’d run for the hills.”

Misty smiled as she laid her hands on his chest. “I don’t know about that. I do know I want to be with you, right here, right now, whoever you are.”

He ran his knuckles lightly down her cheek. “Are you sure?”

She nodded, closing her eyes.

He crushed her to his chest. “Then I’m a selfish bastard, because I want you, too.”

He carried her to the bedroom, cradling her to his chest and set her on her feet. Slowly unbuttoning her shirt, he gazed into her eyes and ran a finger down the valley between her breasts.

“This is your last chance,” he whispered. “Say the word, and I’ll take you home.”

Misty was silent as she finished pulling off her clothes. She turned to him. “I wouldn’t stop you for anything.”

She slid her hands under his T-shirt, caressing his skin. She lifted it as high as she could, and he pulled it off, flinging it to the corner of the room. Resting her hands on his hips, she slowly slid them around front to open the snap on his jeans.

She gazed in his eye as she removed the eye-patch. “Let me see all of you,” she whispered.

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