EXCERPT
Three Wishes
by Debra
Dunbar
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Description
Dar helped his foster sister become the ruler of Hel, and helped her free
the enslaved humans from the elves. It’s about time he helped himself – to a
fun week of mayhem in the Windy City. Collapsing a few buildings and corrupting
politicians is an ideal vacation for a demon in Chicago, but Dar didn’t count
on a beautiful angel sabotaging his fun and putting him to work.
Asta is an angelic enforcer, scanning for demons in her assigned
territory and sending them to an early grave. Unfortunately, the latest trespasser
from Hel has diplomatic immunity - but immunity doesn’t mean she can’t coerce
him into helping her track and dispatch the powerful demon that’s been cycling
in and out of her radar for the last few days.
Demons are the sworn enemies of every angel, but Asta must learn to trust
Dar or the dark presence that is growing in Chicago will spread - and this
particular enemy has the skills and knowledge to send human civilization back
to the dark ages.
She has one week left as an enforcer before she returns to her heavenly
home – one week to catch an elusive monster, and one week to safeguard her
heart from the demon who is determined to seduce her to sin.
Excerpt
Stupid revolving doors. What idiot thought these things were a good
method of entering a building? She stood watching as the door made its
circuitous route. Could she time it so she actually managed to get in between
the sections? The last time, she’d been
knocked backwards onto the pavement.
That wouldn’t be a graceful entrance given her current dress and
sky-high stilettos.
“Need help?”
She recognized his voice even
before the faint energy trickled across her skin with its siren song. How did he do that? Thank Aaru all demons weren’t as stealthy as
Dar, or her job would be nearly impossible. As she turned, she realized that
with her heels, she towered over him. In
flats, she was the same height as the demon, but the shoes she loved so much
put Dar’s chin right at her bosom — a fact he’d quickly realized and had taken
advantage of.
“Want me to get the door for
you?” he asked her breasts.
“Did you make
reservations? Otherwise we can skip the
revolving door and just head over to Taco Bell.”
The demon chuckled and brushed
a curl from her bare shoulder, his fingers lingering against her neck while his
eyes explored the skin north of her cleavage.
“Of course I made reservations. I
didn’t want you to give me any excuse to not eat tonight.”
“I swore I’d play your game
tonight as long as you help me catch the other demon. I’ll eat anything you put
in front of me.”
Why did that cause the demon to
nearly fall over laughing? Did he have
something in particular he wanted her to eat, the thought of which was giving
him such amusement?
Oh. Yeah, that probably wasn’t the best thing for
her to say given his proclivity toward the sin of lust.
Wiping his eyes, still
chuckling, Dar strode forward, stopping the revolving door to the angry
protests of those trapped inside. “Then
let us dine, my angel.”
Asta took a deep breath and
walked past him, putting her palms on the front of the glass as she’d seen the
humans do. Hopefully he wouldn’t bump
her out as he had the other evening.
With these shoes on, she’d probably land face-first on the plush carpet.
“Ready?”
She should have known he’d
squeeze into the tiny space behind her, pressing the full length of his form
against her back and rear. Asta tried to
scoot forward, only to find herself sandwiched between the demon and the
glass. The humans yelled at them to
move, but Dar held still, his body warm and powerful.
“Maybe we should just stay here
a while.” His hips shifted and Asta felt something stir to life, hard and firm
against her buttocks.
She’d told him no sex, but
rubbing against her in the doorway wasn’t off limits. And it was most definitely brought with it
welcome sensations. “We need to move,”
Asta said with regret. She tried to push
the door forward, but Dar had it wedged in place. The trapped humans began to pound on the
glass.
“I love pissing them off,” he
whispered against her hair. “So much
anger over such a minor inconvenience.
The gifts of Aaru seem to have turned them into a bunch of minor demons,
don’t you agree?”
It did seem a fair comparison
at the moment, but Asta hadn’t squandered her century here. She’d seen sparks of divinity in the human
race, and no demon was going to convince her otherwise.
She shifted to look at him over
her shoulder, rubbing herself along his body in the process. Oh stars, this felt good. If only those darned humans weren’t causing
such a racket. “You’re being inconsiderate.” Her voice was breathless. “They
have a right to be angry. And they’re still very early in their evolution. Give them another ten-thousand years or so,
and I think you’ll find they’re more angelic.”
Praise for the Book
"Loved it, funny in a twisted way [...] I'm looking forward to the
next book. [...] I do recommend reading the Imp series first, it probably isn't
necessary, but would lead to a richer reading experience." ~ D. Lawson
"Loved it. I read the book in one Delicious sitting. I so fell for
Dar. Asta was a kick ass angel. My kind of girl. I really did not want the
story to end. I can't wait for Ms. Dunbar's next book. I'm going back to read
the Imp series again." ~ joanne brown
"If you enjoyed the Imp
series this is a great spinoff. Fast paced and fun. So didn't see the end
coming." ~ Mrs.Peacock
"Couldn't put this one down! Debra you outdid yourself on this book
... don't tell my boss, but I read at work every chance I could get!!! It is
hard not to chuckle while you are looking like you are hitting the keyboard and
reading your Kindle ... and then one of those snide comments comes out of Dar's
mouth and I lose it!!!" ~ Cathy A.
Flaherty
"Enjoyed it." ~ K. Bieltz
About the Author
After majoring in English with a concentration in Medieval Literature and
Folklore studies, Debra promptly sold out to the corporate world, occasionally
writing marketing copy and op/ed articles for a local city paper. By day, she
designs compensation programs, after dark she stuffs her nose into obscure
mythology, and feverishly writes her novels. A Demon Bound is her debut novel.
Debra lives on a farm in Maryland with Sweetie, three sons, and a Noah's
ark of four legged family members. She drives an old PT Cruiser, couldn't carry
a tune if you duct taped it to her back, and enjoys an occasional cosmopolitan
(heavy on the vodka). On a good day, she jogs and horseback rides, hopefully
managing to keep the horse between herself and the ground. Her only known super
power is 'Identify Roadkill'.
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