I think it's getting a little warm in here. What's causing that temperature spike you ask? Well, it could be that today Satan Jack (he looks like Johnny Depp people!) is making a stop here on Supernatural Snark as he continues his search for paranormal romance author Debra Anastasia, and he isn't above using his many charms to get his way. Let's just say I'm quite tempted to tell him everything he wants to know (sorry Debra, I'm weak!). Don't judge me! Look at what I'm up against...
Jenny. I knew you would open the door. Your gorgeous hound seems friendly. I’ve seen your posts on the romance book covers. They humor me. Speaking of romance, I’m looking for a particular author. I was sifting through her email and found that you two went back and forth of occasion. I need to find her. May I come in? My smoke follows me – I apologize for the inconvenience.
Would you like a glass of rum or wine? I’ve brought you only the best. Let’s sit. Your hair is lovely. It feels like silk. My name? Didn’t I mention it? Jack. Satan Jack. Don’t let that Satan part throw you though. I’ll only bite if you ask me to. Your lips look pretty on that glass. You seem to have an artist’s flare. A song in your heart for creating pretty things?
I’m missing my favorite pretty thing. You see, even though she shouldn’t have, my angel, Emma was willing to be mine. To stay with me. And I wished to be hers. A love story, yes? But Crushed Seraphim ended harshly for us both. And most men would be fired up to catch the evil demon that has her captive, but I know who is really to blame. Debra Anastasia used her imagination against me. I told her my story and this is how she repays me. She lets Emma be trapped by a torture device of my design. And then she takes her sweet time letting the sequel play out. Bittersweet Seraphim is written, but she won’t tell me how it ends.
I see you like the wine. Your eyes are half closed. Just whisper Debra’s location to me, and you can slide off to beautiful dreams. Don’t feel guilty; she was going to Hell anyway. I’ll just bring her down a bit sooner to make sure Emma’s okay.
Let me hold your glass, you seem exhausted. Look at that, even your dog is napping. Such a lazy evening. One whisper Jenny. Just speak to me.
*Jenny stares at Jack adoringly* Ahem. Okay. Well. Thanks so very much for stopping by Jack! It was a, um, pleasure. Be sure and check out Debra's blog for a full list of tour participants so you can follow along as Jack continues his
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Suffering is worst when you’re doing it alone. But Emma’s taking Hell like an angel—even though her languishing began with having her seraph wings torn from her back. Now her worst enemy lords his body and his evil desires over her while she tries desperately to remember the words to her favorite prayer.
As Devil, Jack used to have Hell and its women humming like well-oiled machines. Too bad he’s nowhere near the place now. Stuck on Earth as a human, he must work with a ragtag team of exiled minions and half-breeds to save the angel who’s become all that matters.
Rescuing a seraph is the plan, but breaking into Hell means letting evil things out. Once they collide, minions and angels converge in the battle of the ages: good versus evil. But which side is which? Will Jack destroy the world as he fights to save Emma, his true and timeless love, from a damnation he designed?
An action-packed sequel to Crushed Seraphim, this tale reveals—time and again—what happens when the heart’s deepest desires break free. With a story both sizzling and sensual, emotional and enigmatic, Debra Anastasia invites readers to join a battle with nothing less than love on the line.