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"Genesis Queen"
Book 3 in ROAD TO HELL series
Coming December 18, 2012
to Decadent Publishing and online e-book stores
Victory is hollow
when fate maneuvers one as a pawn.
Madison’s
mission is complete. Nix is rescued from Hell and her son safe from his dark
destiny. But in the safe harbor of Nix’s love, her demonic husband warns of a
murderous plot. Can she trust that it’s the truth and not another scheme to
claim her for Hell’s throne?
Sometimes internal
struggles can house our biggest demons.
With
allies divided and prophecy heralding defeat, Madison gambles on Micah’s tenuous
honor to keep their son protected. Torn between her heart’s desires and her
dark requirements, Madison worries her hellish fate cannot be avoided. When
betrayal comes from an unlikely direction, all their futures may be damned. In
the darkest hour of Madison’s life, an undeniable providence will transpire.
Who can she trust? And how far will she fall to defeat her foes?
Amid the
rubble of defeat will Hell’s Genesis Queen dawn?
Genesis Queen Excerpt:
“I like the way you move, kitten.”
She took a deep breath, like she needed
the extra oxygen to deal with him. “Did you square away the angels in Hell?”
“Yes.” Details weren’t necessary when
they both knew he’d instituted a brutal torture regimen for all of them. “Dance
with me?”
“To this music?”
“You didn’t appear to be having any
problem.” He held his hand out toward her.
She stared at his palm. Her expression
was reminiscent of an individual confident selling their soul was a reckless
choice but entering the deal anyway.
“I don’t bite.”
Her gaze felt like an impact against
his. “You did in Hell.”
He wrangled the grin under control.
“Then I won’t bite.”
“I don’t think it’s a good idea,
Micah.”
“Why?”
A casual shrug when nothing about her
body language suggested she felt relaxed. She crossed her arms beneath her
breasts. “Nix says my idea of dancing is sex with clothes on. He couldn’t
tolerate it and if he couldn’t….” She trailed off and gaped at him as if she’d
just realized she’d been about to insult him.
Micah grinned. “I haven’t lived as long
as I have without executing restraint.” He stepped closer to her. “I’ve
controlled myself with you more than any other.” Because she is my woman and
deserves my respect.
Madison allowed him to pull her arms
free of their defensive fold. Holding her gaze, Micah coaxed her into his
embrace…left hip to left hip, his leg thrusting between her knees, gliding
upward and parting her thighs.
She bit her bottom lip. Her breathing
grew shallow. The heavy beat of the music thumped around them. His pulse
throbbed faster.
Hell’s delights, she felt fantastic
against him.
“Relax,” he said when she remained
inflexible. A soft wind would break one of her bones. “I only want to dance
with you.” Like when they’d been married, just a different manner of movement.
This one more intimate than what they normally partook.
Her focus locked on his jaw, and she
sharply inhaled when he slid his palm down her back and settled on her hips. He
executed the first moves and she followed. As if magnetized, they gyrated in
perfect synchronicity.
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Gracen
is a small town girl who was transplanted to the big city almost ten years ago.
She describes herself as a hopeless daydreamer masquerading as a “normal” person
in Southern society. When not writing, she’s a full-time
basketball/football/guitar mom for her two sons and a devoted wife to her
real-life hero-husband. She’s addicted to writing, paranormal romance novels
and movies, Alabama football and coffee…addictions are not necessarily in order
of priority. She is convinced coffee is nectar from the gods and blending
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13 Favorite Things With Micah:
Sexual Position:
Micah: I’d say doggy-style,
but…
*runs fingers across his chin, with a faraway look glazing his
eyes*
*clears his throat and sits up straight, uncrossing his legs*
But, there is something special about staring Madison in the
eyes when she climaxes…that does a
number on me.
Torture Device:
Micah: *cold smile* If I
told you, then I’d feel obligated to demonstrate.
Sex with Men or Women:
Micah: Either.
Drink:
Micah: The only one that
tantalizes the palate with sin…Micah Kool-Aid. *winks*
About Yourself:
Micah: I’m perfectly made,
so everything about myself.
Weapon:
Micah: *allows his talons
to extend from his fingertips* These. Makes the agony I inflict all the more
personal.
Car:
Micah: Anything that’ll
make a mortal Fall from Father’s grace.
Place to Live other then Hell
time period:
Micah: Anywhere Madison
resides.
Pastime:
Micah: Making love to
Madison or enticing mortals to their damnation.
Movies to put you in the Mood:
Micah: None. I don’t seek
trivial entertainment.
Songs to get you in the Mood:
Micah: Anything Madison can
dance to, because watching her puts
me in the mood. *eyes alight with hellfire*
Animals:
Micah: Neko—a large hellish
cat—or Hellhound.
Part of a Mates Body:
Micah: *laughs* If I say
one particular area, that’ll get me in hot water.
Grand Prize Winner:
Signed
copy of Pandora's Box
Signed copy of Hell's Phoenix
Road to Hell Bumper Magnet
Hellhound Magnet
Madison's Life Lesson's Magnet
Pandora's Box Magnet
Hell's Phoenix Magnet
Pandora's Box/Hell's Phoenix Postcard sized Magnet
Road to Hell book thong
Hellhound Rubber Bracelet
Hellhound Luggage Tag
2nd Place Winner:
Signed
copy of Madison's Life Lessons
Road to Hell Bumper Magnet
Hellhound Magnet
Madison's Life Lesson's Magnet
Pandora's Box Magnet
Hell's Phoenix Magnet
Pandora's Box/Hell's Phoenix Postcard sized Magnet
Hellhound Rubber Bracelet
Bracelet (donated by Kathryn Grimes at Tsk Tsk What to Read)
3rd Place Winner:
Road to Hell Bumper Magnet
Hellhound Magnet
Madison's Life Lesson's Magnet
Pandora's Box Magnet
Hell's Phoenix Magnet
Pandora's Box/Hell's Phoenix Postcard sized Magnet
Hellhound
Rubber Bracelet
Bookmark (donated by Kathryn Grimes at Tsk Tsk What to Read)
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