Angelic Anarchy
Genre: Paranormal Romance/Urban
Fantasy
Release Date: September 6th
2016
Summary:
Where there is goodness, evil
is sure to follow. Where there is light, darkness is never far behind.
Belleeza isn’t the angel your parents told you
about as a child. She’s a weapon. A warrior. But even warriors have their
weaknesses—and even warriors can have their hearts broken. Betrayed by the only
man she’s ever loved, Belleeza throws herself into an unusual mission to find a
missing teenage boy. But the treacherous path she finds herself on could lead
her closer towards the darkness than she had ever imagined—perhaps even into
the depths of Hell itself. And what about Colton, the beautiful angel turned
demon who trampled all over her heart?
Betrayals, secrets, torture, and passion. Be
careful what you wish for—Heaven on Earth might just be more than you bargained
for.
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Excerpt:
CHAPTER 1
Scalding hot water traced the scars along my back as I
placed my hands against the stone shower wall. As a warrior angel I have
survived several years of battle, but not unscathed. I have many battle
wounds—most of which reside on my back and arms. Wounds from human weapons we
tend to heal without a problem; wounds by the weapons of angels and demons are
not so forgiving.
After weeks of searching for him, last night I finally
caught up with the demon I had been hunting. He put up a ferocious fight and my
muscles were still aching despite the heat of the shower but I would be getting
briefed on my next case soon so reluctantly I reached out and turned off the
faucet.
Just before I stepped out of the shower, I froze. The air
changed, and I knew that I was no longer alone. Don’t ask me how I knew because
I couldn’t tell you. Not really. There was no pop, or bells; no flash of light,
breezes, or anything like that. It was as if there was just the slightest shift
in the air. I braced for attack, reached my right hand behind my back, and
unsheathed a sword that wasn’t there a moment before. My heavenly relics—my
weapons—are always there when I need them and never when I don’t. Where they go
when I am unarmed, I have no idea. All that matters to me is that they are
there when I reach for them.
With my left foot, I kicked open the glass door and stepped
out into the empty bathroom, dripping wet. Utterly naked but for my sword. I
peeked around the door and slowly entered my bedroom.
“What do you want?” I said to the empty room, making my
voice as calm as possible.
“Relax, Beauty, I’m completely unarmed,” said a humored
voice without a face. “You’re looking just as scrumptious as the last time we
faced each other.”
A dark-haired figure walked in, full of ease, and leaned
against my bedroom door, crossing his feet. He had an apple from my dining-room
table in his hand. I spun my sword, placing the tip of it into his throat the
moment he walked through the door. He brought the apple to his mouth, rubbed it
against his shirt, and took a big bite, looking as though he didn’t have a care
in the world.
It
was Colton.
About the Author:
JP Epperson lives in
Atlanta, Georgia. She is a lover of all things fantasy and paranormal. When not
writing or sitting with her head in a book she enjoys spending time with her
husband and two sons. JP is a lover of the outdoors and her second home is a
tent in the woods curled up with a book next to a campfire.
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