Demon Possession

Demon-Possession

Demon Possession by Kiersten Fay – $0.99, this week only!

After being enslaved on the spaceship Extarga for most of her life Analia has no memory of her life before, and has lost all knowledge of her people. Her mysterious gift and pointed ears are the only indication that she is different.

Analia is alone, and for all she knows, she’s the last of her kind. By chance Analia escapes her captors, and hides herself on the merchant ship Marada, planning to get off at the very next stop.

Unfortunately for her, there is no next stop. The crew is planning a delivery that could take months, and according to a stipulation in the newly signed contract, no one is allowed on or off the ship until the package is delivered.

When Analia is found by the captain of the Marada, she must adapt to her new role on the ship, and try to control her newly awakened desire for the brutal and devastatingly erotic demon.

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Excerpt from Demon Possession

Anya woke with a stretch and a yawn; another night of deep, satisfying sleep. She allowed herself to linger in the warm cocoon made by the blankets and cushions. It seemed she couldn't get enough of their softness.

When she opened her eyes, she was filled with euphoria as the vase and its vibrant counterpart came into view. Overnight, the bloom had flourished. A drowsy grin fluttered around her lips.

Had Sebastian put it there last night? Or had it been Raka? The euphoric feeling drifted away.

Please let it have been Sebastian.

Rising, she leaned forward sniffing in the sweet scent. The pungent aroma filled her nostrils and enveloped her senses. Over the years, she'd heard rumors of the smells of flowers. Until now, she had never even seen one that she could recall. It was all cold metal and empty dark rooms for her.

No longer.

With what Anya could only describe as giddiness, she showered and dressed, taking another moment to appreciate the flowers beauty before tearing herself away. Calic would kill her if she was late. The door glided open at her approach. A pair of heavy black boots came into view. Anya froze in midstep, taking in the rest of the hefty body.

Sebastian was standing casually against the wall, arms crossed over his chest. Horns peeked out of black as night hair. Deep golden eyes trained on her. He wore a short sleeved shirt, revealing thick arms rippling with muscle. Just below that was a pair of what had to be the best fitting pants ever made. He was like a god. His energy screamed confidence coupled with lethal danger. His lips twitched at her gaping and she closed her jaw, which had fallen open without her permission.

Pushing away from the wall, Sebastian dropped his arms to his side. “I've cleared your schedule for today.”

Ire pricked at her. “Why?” Because of the flower?

She was getting sick of the anticipation of punishment. “It wasn't my fault. Raka cut the flower and gave it to me. I didn't ask her to do it, she just did. I shouldn't…”

“This isn't about the flower. Well, it is, but it isn't what you think.”

“You have no idea what I think.”

“You're right, I don't. And that's maddening.” He paused, shaking his head. “I put the flower in your room to set you at ease. You looked a little freaked out when you ran away like that. And in the pub you were hardly there, like your mind was elsewhere.”

In the pub? She hadn't even known Sebastian had been there. She watched him warily. At the same time her heart jumped at his admission. It was he who gave her the flower.

“It took me a while to figure out why you reacted that way when you saw me. I didn't mean to scare you like that.” His gaze traveled her body. “I have something I want to show you. You can change out of your sparring clothes. You won't be training today.”

“Something you want to show me?”

“Yes. It's a surprise, so don't ask. I'll wait out here while you change.”

Anya couldn't get a read on him. His body language was guarded, his mask in place. He was so controlled. In his own words, it was maddening. She stepped back into her room, wondering what she should change into. He claimed she'd done nothing wrong and was, therefore, safe from punishment. Almost uncaringly, he’d revealed he had put the flower in her room, as if it were nothing. As if it wasn't one of the greatest—if not one of the only—gifts she'd ever received. His stoicism was irritating.

Suddenly, she had the urge to make him lose some of that control, and an idea formed in her mind. What was wrong with her? She was about to rile the beast, and she wasn't even afraid.

About the author:

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Kiersten Fay is the author of the steamy paranormal romance series, Shadow Quest, which combines paranormal and sci-fi romance, and is loosely based on mythology and lore.

In 2012, she received a nominated for favorite author of 2012 via gravetells.com, and won Favorite Story of August 2012 for Demon Retribution, the third book in her Shadow Quest series. Before becoming an author, Kiersten was a graphic designer, and now loves creating her own book covers.

For more information on Kiersten Fay, or her upcoming romance novels, visit her website www.kierstenfay.com

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