Sleeping
With Shadows
by
Rachel Hailey
Genre:
Dark Paranormal Romance
Once
The King of Nightmares, Ashe lost everything when he was betrayed.
Released from prison, he's got one goal: Stay Free. To make that
happen he'll have to rescue the girl who stole his crown while saving
the court he'd rather see burn. But he can't do it alone. He needs
Callie.
Abused,
neglected, and finally shunned by The Court of Light, Callie is done
with court politics. It's just too damned bad Ashe doesn't care. He's
arrogant, manipulative, and dangerous. Everything she's been taught
to fear. It would be so easy to hate him, but the sadness in his gaze
calls to her heart, and his touch awakens her own darkness. She has
never wanted anyone more.
Callie
is Ashe's darkest desire, but to earn his freedom and prevent the
destruction of humanity, she must embrace the destiny that will keep
them apart. But is the safety of the world worth losing the kind of
love he's only dreamed of?
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THE SOFT KNOCK STAYED HER HAND. SHE LOOKED AT THE ALARM clock
blinking in her palm as if the sound had somehow come from the object.
Before she could respond, the door swung open. The light from the hall
illuminated Ashe. Callie's mouth ran dry. His shirt off, jeans
unbuttoned and riding low on his hips, he looked like an advertisement
for lust. Her eyes roamed over his perfect chest, following the swirling
tattoos that curled down deliciously defined abs and continued under
the denim waistband. Her pulse jumped as he came toward her. Only then
did she remember she was naked, not that she cared. She dropped the
alarm clock, it bounced from the bed to the floor. She ignored it. She
only had eyes for Ashe. She bit her bottom lip as anticipation zinged
through her body. “Can't sleep,” Ashe stated, his deep husky voice made
her heart beat faster. “No,” she whispered, still poised on her knees in
the middle of the bed. “You?” He stalked further into her room, as
graceful as a hunting cat, and ten times more sensual than any human.
This would be amazing. He stopped at the edge of the mattress and folded
his hands behind his back. “Not so much,” he replied. “Need help?”
“That's my line,” he said but didn't move from his spot. She laughed
softly. “Then come help me.” She crooked her finger at him and watched
with appreciation as his chest moved, sending muscles rippling. “Lay
down.” The strain in his voice was so erotic. Excitement building, she
did as he bid. “Close your eyes.” She should have expected him to be
demanding. She grinned, loving it. Her sheet landed over her body before
his hands deftly moved around her form, tucking her in so the sheet
hugged the curves of her body. His hands lingered, sending goosebumps
cascading across her skin. The bed dipped as he leaned over her. Callie
moved her head so she could watch behind slitted eyes as he hovered. “We
have to sleep.” Sleep was the last thing on her mind. He brushed his
fingertips across her lips, making her shiver. As his index finger
lingered against her bottom lip, her mouth fell open, and she captured
the digit between her teeth. He hissed in pleasure. Emboldened by the
sound, she closed her lips around his finger and swirled her tongue
around the tip. She tasted victory as she heard his breath speed. She
nipped him playfully before letting go. He growled, causing her to
giggle.
“We really need to sleep.” Ashe's eyes were glowing, and she could feel the beat of his magic. “You said that already.” “I know.” Ashe leaned closer, his lips parted. “Kiss me,” Callie whispered. “That would be a bad idea.” His eyes seemed to grow brighter.
Rachel
Hailey was born and raised in the South. She's all about that nerd
life and in between writing she's dedicated herself to raising the
next generation of nerds. If she's not online or staring at a book she
can usually be found at the local game store rolling dice, shuffling
cards, or planning her next cosplay.
Her
childhood was most prominently shaped by the works of R.L. Stine,
Stephen King, Anne Rice and the Brothers Grimm.
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