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 I just told you.
 So& the baby& 
 Actually, he did slip up and say one other thing.
She squeezed his arm.  Asmodeus& 
 He mentioned that you had promised your firstborn to him. But he said he ll just settle on us
naming the baby after him.
 It s& it s a boy? She wasn t going to be able to go to a regular doctor, so she hadn t
expected to know the sex of the baby.
 It s a boy.
She leaned into him as he wrapped his arms around her.
 Come on, guys. The food s getting cold.
She pulled back to look at the people gathered around the bonfire. Demons and vampires.
Who would have thought? Reading the ancient texts was one thing. Learning from those who
lived it was another. In some weird twist of fate everything had fallen into place. Even the
dog, now named Hunter, pounced happily from person to person, tail wagging.
She walked hand in hand with Asmodeus to the bonfire, thankful for the turn her life had
taken.
Oh, and there was one thing she learned that was absolutely true about vampires.
The sex really was better.
About the Author
I grew up in the city of Sacramento, California. I decided I wanted to see the world, so I
enlisted in the Navy right out of school. Shortly after joining the Navy I was stationed in Italy
where I met my husband a Marine who guarded the building I worked in. No one can
convince me that love at first sight does not exist. We have two beautiful daughters and now
reside in his home state of Michigan.
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Azazel
Asmodeus
Being dominated was her secret desire&
Azazel
© 2008 Dawn McClure
A Fallen Angel story.
Alexia has no complaints about her job as an assassin in the Alliance, battling rogue vampires
and demons. However, on a personal level, she has hit a sexual hiatus. Men from every race,
every continent and every skill level have tried to bring her down and turn her on. All have
failed. Until a man with a body made of sin stirs her blood for the first time in over two
hundred years.
Azazel, a demon of the First Angelic Revolt, is one of Lucifer s most prominent and
dominant assassins. His current mission leads him to Alexia, a fighter like himself who lives
in the moment with no promise of tomorrow. A sexy vampire assassin whose secret sexual
desire is a perfect match for his& skills.
His decision to give her exactly what she wants leaves them both hungry for more. But to
delve into desires that might be best left unexplored, they ll have to overcome a pack of rogue
demons and possibly Satan himself.
Warning: This title contains graphic language, graphic sex and naughty fantasies of the
sexually depraved.
Enjoy the following excerpt for Azazel:
Picking up Kelsey s scent was proving to be difficult. Paris was a popular vampire oasis. He d
been searching for her for days. Even now he could smell vampires as they mixed in with the
humans, trash and car emissions.
The scent of vampire was strong. Growing stronger.
Frowning, he turned to look over his shoulder.
Pain shot up his right arm and he slid down the roof of the cathedral, barely gaining a grasp
on the edge. He looked up, holding his body weight with the tips of his fingers.
A familiar woman stood above him, looking every bit as sensual and dangerous as the night
he had come upon her. Her hair was tied back, her red nails clutching the same dagger she had
used to skewer him during their first fight. She balanced herself perfectly on the slanted roof.
 Miss me? her slight British accent teased.
He growled, swinging himself up and onto the roof, flying above her head. He landed directly
behind her.
She spun around to face him. He didn t give her the chance to thrust the dagger into another
part of his body. He snatched it from her hands. To his surprise she didn t move or flinch.
She was smiling.
Angry at her dismissal of the threat he posed, he snapped at her.  All you will do is slow me
down.
She rolled her eyes.  I notice you haven t found her yet. I don t think you could get any
slower.
He could feel his eyes glow red. This bitch was seriously starting to piss him off.  And you? I
see you have nothing better to do than track me down. What, is Ambrose through giving your
incompetent ass missions?
Her flippant stance melted into a fighter s warning. He d struck a chord.
Given the chance, she would pounce on him, fangs bared. Amazingly, the thought of her
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