âDJâ¦ â I said, when he finally released me from his embrace. Looking up at his brown eyes, I had to smile.
âYou know we canât.â
âWeâre both consenting adults with fully functioning bodies and no attachments,â DJ said without taking a breath. âNot only can we, but Iâm sure we can do it well. You know athletes are the best in bed.â
âWeâre on my floor.â
âYour bedâs ridiculous,â he whined.
I could see the disappointment in his eyes.
âDonât you have somewhere to be?â
âOh shit!â he said, rolling off me and checking the time on his phone. âWhat am I supposed to do with this?â
DJ smiled and pointed to his crotch.
âSorry, honey, but I told you we canât.â
âYouâre not in a âgood placeâ now,â he whined again, using air quotes. âWhoever he was, Iâm gonna to kill him.â
âThatâs why youâre my bestie,â I said as I kissed his cheek. âDoes it make you feel better that you have me tuned up like a Fender guitar?â
It wasnât true, but it seemed to make him feel better. I was numb to most touches. Oh sure, Iâd get a slight tingle and in the back of my mind Iâd think this was how it was supposed to be, that I should just go for it. But in reality, we were playing out a bad rom-com with our canned expressions and perceived responses.
âNo,â DJ snipped.
I guess lying about being turned on was enough to satisfy him. He stood up and I was beginning to regret my no. DJâs skin-tight workout shirt was defining him in a way that made me wish I needed his dictionary. His biceps flexed as he moved reminding me of what it had been like to have strong arms hold me down but submission took too long to satisfy me. Taking control wasnât any better. Either way, DJâs shirt had to stay on.
âWill you at least think of me with fondness?â DJ asked, bringing me out of my own head.
âDude, youâve been the only one in my spank bank since we met,â I assured him as I pulled my legs up to my chest and curled into a ball.
At least that earned me a smile.
âHow does a sweet face like that harbor a mouth like yours?â
You close your eyes and finally make the decision to end your life only to have him show up. Gabriel, here to give you a second chance for salvation. They say heâs an angel, but then again, they donât have to serve under him. He offers you a chance to be a member of the Frozen, a group of demon hunters. Serve your sentence and you can ascend to heaven. Refuse, well the punishment has been clearly laid out in the scriptures. Itâs a last chance. But when your body is frozen in time can your heart still beat?
Nye, a former slave who lost his love and was tired of being under the control of another ended his life in 1859. His stubborn ways kept him under Gabrielâs thumb and from ascending to Heaven. Feeling that a woman was the cause of his downfall he hasnât had an urge for a woman for over a hundred and fifty years. Knowing that he has less than seven years left until he earns salvation he is staying on the straight and narrow â until a woman gets caught in the crossfire during a demon hunt.
Receiving devastating news, Kiriana moves across the country only to get caught up in the world of our protectors The Frozen. With each passing moment Nye and Kiriana are pulled into an attraction that could be their ultimate demise or their greatest salvationâ¦
All the while Damarion, is leading a group of female demons as they try to protect the demons sent from Hell to obtain the souls of humans around the world. Being assigned to Earth as a punishment for crimes against the royal family, Damarion learns that there are dangers within his coven trying to take him down and stop him from returning to his love still trapped in Hell and threaten the love that he was so sure was true.