by P. T. Macias
Earl Rhett Kaiser
My three-night stand is more than I thought.
She collides with my world.
She knocks it off its axis.
Yeah, she’s the one that I can’t
seem to forget.
I need to ignore my soul’s roar.
She’s part of the web of deception
that I need to make right.
She’s wild; she’s beautiful, she’s
completely untamed and smart.
She runs from my grasp, fearing for her life.
She doesn't grant me a chance, but
I’m here to save her.
The King seeks justice and the
underworld war needs to end.
The bloodshed flows, the Capo is dead.
The Lord is out of control; he’s eager
to wage war and claiming her as his reward.
Isabelle Napolitano
My world has changed, who knew it would.
My Papà, the Capo of the largest criminal underworld, is dead.
The war has to end!
My brothers are gone and nowhere to be found.
The Lord in Europe seeks his
bounty, claiming me as his.
I don’t think so; I would rather die.
I have to run; I have to hide.
I’m petrified, and I’m going insane.
What should I do?
My three-night stand unexpectedly shows back up in my life.
He’s not who I thought.
He’s an Elite, much more than a Capo in the underworld.
Who would have thought?
He wants to protect me, but is that a lie?
My heart aches; my soul weeps.
I’m running, not looking, not listening to him.
Nobody can help me; I can’t stay here.
I must hide, I pray that I’ll survive.
Elite Power, Blue Blood Deadly Sins
Earl Lennox Konig
I thought I had it right, and all under control.
My bride is pissed, she’s very hurt.
She refuses to listen to reason.
I made a mistake that I regret.
Now, I fear I’m losing my bride.
My soul is in an uproar.
And my heartaches.
I can’t think straight.
My ex is making threats.
She’s crazy.
She fucking out of control.
I’m running scared.
I fear for my life and that of my bride.
I don’t know how to make things right.
To top it off, the Elites are at war.
Our union is no fucking joke.
I know what I want; I want my bride.
I’m running out of time.
It's a fucking nightmare come to life.
Lady Alexis Slovak
The love of my life has betrayed me.
What hurts the most is that he didn’t stop his booty call when he knew about our betrothal.
I knew that Lennox is no saint, but
you would think he would repent.
I never expected this from him, especially since he’s an Earl in our world.
We’re taught from birth to have honor, fidelity, and love above all else.
We don’t take our duty lightly, so
what was he thinking?
That bitch wouldn’t let us be.
What should I do?
I need to make him grieve, to feel some pain.
I need to bring him to his knees.
I need to claim what’s mine, and he is my husband.
Elite Power, Blue Blood Deadly Sins
Wesley Roth
The gorgeous spitfire enthralls me.
She makes my heart skip a beat.
She stirs my dormant soul.
We’re from different worlds and yet the same.
The time it’s not right.
But how I want it to be so.
I fear this may never be real.
I dare not make her mine.
I must turn away this time.
Athena Weston
The life of luxury, love, and decadence is my world.
A world that implodes, changing my life forevermore.
Sometimes life is not what you believe.
It’s tough to accept that your life is full of secrets and bloodshed.
The breathtaking man fills my dreams.
He makes me ache and dream.
I yearn for the haven he presents.
The dark secrets in his eyes lure me in.
I see the fire deep in his soul.
I hear the sweet promises he whispers.
My soul lights up, and my heart aches, but will he be able to soothe my fears?
I turn away, praying to be saved, running headlong into my fate.
Elite Power, Blue Blood Deadly Sins
Lord Carlos Reyes
The Elite can kiss my ass.
I’m king in the underworld, so I rule all I survey.
I don’t play their game, and I don’t follow the rules.
The only Elite that I honor makes me burn.
My soul roars, and my heart skips a beat.
The Princesa fears me, teases me, and snubs me by turns.
The Princesa’ cutting words slice deep into my soul.
Her actions flay me open.
Her eyes don’t lie; her soul is mine.
I’m waiting for the moment of truth.
She’s mine; she can’t discard me so easily.
Then the Elite will roar, and Hell will wage war.
I know she’s worth it all.
Lady Jennifer Slovak
Forged to be Queen is my reality.
Father promised I would be Queen one day.
I endlessly dreamed of my wedding day.
However, the King has other plans.
The hurt, the hate, carries me away.
The gorgeous soldier steals a kiss.
He’s lethal, wicked, toxic to the core.
He takes my soul and makes me his.
Our worlds are different, yet the same.
I treat him with disdain, and I run away.
The next thing I know, he’s the
King of the underworld.
He wants me for his Queen.
Angels Of The Fallen: Samyaza
The Watchers
“Yazy, are you serious! Look at your back!”
She points to the mirror, frowning, and turns him around.
Samyaza turns around and looks into the large bathroom mirror. He frowns and nods. He closes his eyes.
Yes, that’s what flogging does to you, but I’ll be ok. I understand why she’s so upset. I need to convince her that I’m going to be ok.
He opens his eyes and gazes into her eyes. He raises both hands and rests them on her trembling shoulders.
“Sweet Crystal, please believe in what I’m going to tell you. Remember that I’m an angel. Well, a fallen angel, and most important immortal. That means that I usually regenerate, but I was without sustenance for such a long time that my energy is depleted. I need nourishment or blood to boost my energy. My body will regenerate soon as I have the power that I need.”
He looks deeply into her beautiful hazel eyes, reaching her soul.
She blinks rapidly, and her tears fall down her face. She shakes her head, trying to understand what he told her.
“Yazy, I don’t understand how someone could hurt you so. It’s too painful to see. I hurt for you.”
Her tears continue to fall down her face, and he pulls her into his arms.
“My sweet Crystal, please don’t shed your tears for me. I don’t deserve your tears. I promise you that I’m going to be ok.”
Angels Of The Fallen: Azazel
The Watchers
She stops in front of Crystal, glaring at her, and pointing her finger. “You never want to believe me! You believe me now because of your boyfriend!”
Cryssi
raises her hands to push back her hair from her face. She then crosses her arms below her full, firm breasts.
“I’m so sorry,” whispers Crystal, closing her eyes.
Cryssi turns to her right; her eyes widened as she sees Sam appear with Azel in his arms. She walks over closer to Crystal.
“Sis, where did they come from?”
Cryssi points at Sam and Azel as all of her color drains from her face. She stares at Azel’s naked body in all of his splendid glory. Her hands shake as she anxiously pushes them through her long hair.
Fuck, he’s beautiful but so sick. What’s wrong with him? Who could hurt him so viciously? He’s bleeding! Why is he naked? I can’t stand the intense pain that I feel. Hell, why do I feel his pain, his wild hunger? I can feel his soul!
Azel’s head bobs from side to side in the nook of Sam’s arm as Sam moves to talk to Crystal. Azel listlessly opens his eyelids. His curly black lashes frame beautiful light gray eyes that gaze right into Cryssi’s shocked eyes. The faint silver specks sparkle erratically as he stares at Cryssi. His eyelids feel heavy and close halfway. He watches her intently, feeling his tired old soul stir. He gasps for air, forcing his eyes to open.
Hell, she’s mine. I feel her deep in my soul, but I feel her fear and pain. Damn it! She’s broken!
Angels Of The Fallen: Ramiel
The Watchers
Shaking intensely, Nixie closes her eyes. She bites her lower lip to stop her scream.
Beloved Angels, helpers in heaven, shield me! Beloved Mother of fairies. Shield me! I ask thee, the highest truth and love! I invoke your mystical shield now and forever!
Nixie hugs the tree for protection. She opens her purple eyes wide. Her color drains from her face. She’s terrorized and trembling.
The Pure Blood prayer is faint. I almost didn’t hear her.
Ramiel waves his hand in the air and sends an energy bolt towards the three demons. The bolt strikes each demon, which causes them to explode into millions of blazing red crystalized pieces. Moments later, the crystalized pieces dissolve.
Ramiel squints his beautiful glowing green eyes, watching them turn to ash. He crosses his arms, closing his eyes, and absorbs Nixie’s aura into his soul. He trembles slightly from the intense waves of passion that races swiftly through his body, blood, and soul.
Damn! It’s not that at all. It’s not that I can hear her plea. It’s about what I’m feeling.
