Hermes
Adonis has a broken heart and an attitude problem. When the Fates send him on a
forced sabbatical from Cupid’s Arrow he’s not a happy Cupid. Hermes spends his
days sucking Brimstone and anticipating his total destruction. But when a dark
haired beauty throws him to the ground and puts a knife to his throat, he feels
an unexpected spark in his dead heart.
Nidras
is a cursed demon princess. She’s pretty tapped out just trying to kill the
wizard who holds her curse. The last thing she needs is a man, especially one
whose sexy head is fuzzy from sucking Brimstone all day. But Hermes is funny and determined, and
Nidras is lonely and scared. And when they get together in a room, the heat they
create nearly melts the paint from the walls.
So let
the games begin. Will there be two winners? Or will they both lose, giving up
their one chance at love ever after?
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“Ms Cheever has delivered another wonderful tale!!!! Another
look into the world of the Cupids has left me even more fascinated and hot
under the collar!! I fell in love with the first in the series and have yet to
be let down. With such vivid imagery, totally hot men, keep you on your toes
action and sex that will burn up the sheets, this title is not one that you
want to miss. If you have not been introduced to this collection yet then you
need to get on the ball. Seriously Reviewed
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A wisp of flower scented air touched my
skin and I turned just as a long, deadly looking knife arced through the air
toward my head.
I ducked and kicked out, my instincts
reverting automatically to the decades of martial arts training I’d undergone
in an effort to stay in shape and manage vast levels of sexual frustration.
The figure with the knife was small, agile
and quick. He dodged my first kick and came at me again with the knife. I
countered the blow with an outstretched fist and spun, levering my leg outward
with the force of my spin.
The figure easily jumped the kick and
countered with one of his own, catching me just under the jaw as I completed my
spin.
I went down hard and felt my black-clad
attacker slamming into my chest as I hit the ground.
Something long and metallic settled
against my throat. When I moved the knife bit into my skin, causing me to gasp
and settle immediately into an unnatural stillness.
I squinted through the steam and drug haze
in my mind in an effort to see the face of my assailant.
If I was gonna die I wanted to know who
was killing me. And maybe even find out why.
The face above me was black and
featureless. It had no hair and its skin looked shiny, impossibly smooth.
I figured it was some kind of new demon
I’d never seen before. Whatever it was it smelled like sun drenched flowers.
But then the thing reached toward its head
and pulled. Its skin started to separate with a soft thwucking sound. I
grimaced. “Eieww!” I exclaimed.
The slick, black skin came away easily in
the demon’s hand and a bright, oval face with peach tinted cheeks was looking
down at me. The creature had wide lavender eyes with the longest, thickest
black lashes I’d ever seen and spiky, black hair. Its lips were full and peach
colored. They looked incredibly soft.
I found myself staring at those lips,
licking my own in anticipation of kissing them. “You’re a girl.”
The lips parted slightly, allowing a husky
laugh to escape. “And you’re a Brimstone-headed bum.”
I shrugged. What could I say? She was
right.
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