Today I'm going to give you a glimpse into Soul Extraction. I'm hoping for an October release. At least that's the plan. At the end of the excerpt you will find my character's pictures. Warning this is kind of a dark scene staring Nyx. SE's resident evil. Oh and is he evil. Enjoy!
Blurb:
Lyric VanBuren, is a hardened FBI agent with a chip on her shoulder. Since the brutal deaths of her parents, she is driven by the need to hunt down sadistic serial killers. But she has never crossed paths with one so vile as the Red Rose Killer. She thought she knew the face of evil but now she’s not so sure.
Craigen Archer was once one of God’s most esteemed angels. Now he is just a drunk without a future. One mistake and he’s banished from the heavenly realm. Labeled one of the fallen, stripped of his angelic powers, until God summons him with a request. Hunt down the notorious soul-sucking demon, Nyx. Redemption is in his grasp; the only thing standing in his way is one very nasty demon.
Lyric and Craigen’s worlds collide when he is assigned as her partner to work the Red Rose Killer case. She works alone and makes that quite clear to him from the start. With time running out, he has to open her eyes to a world she never knew existed and hope for the best. He has to find a way to make her believe or she may lose her soul to one of the worst demons to ever walk the Earth. However, will it be enough to save her soul and establish his rightful place in heaven?
Lyric VanBuren, is a hardened FBI agent with a chip on her shoulder. Since the brutal deaths of her parents, she is driven by the need to hunt down sadistic serial killers. But she has never crossed paths with one so vile as the Red Rose Killer. She thought she knew the face of evil but now she’s not so sure.
Craigen Archer was once one of God’s most esteemed angels. Now he is just a drunk without a future. One mistake and he’s banished from the heavenly realm. Labeled one of the fallen, stripped of his angelic powers, until God summons him with a request. Hunt down the notorious soul-sucking demon, Nyx. Redemption is in his grasp; the only thing standing in his way is one very nasty demon.
Lyric and Craigen’s worlds collide when he is assigned as her partner to work the Red Rose Killer case. She works alone and makes that quite clear to him from the start. With time running out, he has to open her eyes to a world she never knew existed and hope for the best. He has to find a way to make her believe or she may lose her soul to one of the worst demons to ever walk the Earth. However, will it be enough to save her soul and establish his rightful place in heaven?
Excerpt:
Nyx lifted up on his elbows. “Tell me I can have all of you, mind, body and soul.” He waited for the words he needed to hear. His resolve slipping by the minute. Once those words passed her lips, her fate would be sealed. He bit the inside of his cheek trying to hold it together for just a few more minutes. If he scared her then it would all be over.
“You can have all of me,” she whispered, still trying to work the buttons of his jeans loose.
“No, I need you to say I can have you, mind, body and soul. Say it, my beautiful, Shay.” He ran kisses down her arm.
She giggled. “You are strange you know, but I like it. The mysterious Nyx. Mind, body and soul.”
That was it he had her. There was no turning back now. Permission was given and so easily. They were always so trusting. He stood and stripped off his jeans. His need raged to the surface. He ripped her panties from under the leather skirt she wore and drove into her in one swift move. Her body clamped down in protest of such a sudden invasion and he moaned with the tight hold she had on him. She arched into him and clung to his shoulders. He laughed. “You like it a little rough, don’t you Shay?”
She bit her bottom lip and moaned. “Yes, Yes! Harder!”
The sweet smell of her passion hung heavy in the room. Her body soft and warm under his had him burning up from the inside out. It stole his breath. She dug her nails into his back and wrapped her legs around his ass. Soft moans came from her heated mouth that ran soft little bites over his chest. This one was a spitfire, giving as good as she got. He hated to have to cut the experience short but his need was too much to control. Small tingles started to engulf his body. It was pure bliss as her energy was drawn to the surface. He howled as the beast in him felt the pull. But sex was never enough, he needed more. Still joined he waited for her to shatter in his arms, he placed both hands on her face. his palms heated as, he glared into her eyes. They would both peak at the same time and he would take her soul in an explosion of power. He looked down and smiled.
“What are you doing? You’re freaking me out! Stop! Your …eyes…they’re red.” Her eyes widened with panic, she clawed at his wrists, arching her back trying to buck him off.
He jerked her head back against the pillow and held her there. “Don’t worry, I’ll be quick. It won’t hurt, too much.” He laughed.
She twisted her body and pounded on his chest as she screamed. The music from next door still boomed in the air. No one would hear her cries for help. He liked the feel of complete power he got when taking a soul. Total domination.
He released another dose of pheromones, not enough to bring pleasure just enough to calm her. “It’s useless to fight, human. I always win.” He tenderly pushed a piece of hair behind her ear. She stared at him in horror. Poor thing probably thought he was some crazed serial killer. Nope. She would have had a better chance with some regular sicko. With him her soul was doomed for eternity.
Nyx lifted up on his elbows. “Tell me I can have all of you, mind, body and soul.” He waited for the words he needed to hear. His resolve slipping by the minute. Once those words passed her lips, her fate would be sealed. He bit the inside of his cheek trying to hold it together for just a few more minutes. If he scared her then it would all be over.
“You can have all of me,” she whispered, still trying to work the buttons of his jeans loose.
“No, I need you to say I can have you, mind, body and soul. Say it, my beautiful, Shay.” He ran kisses down her arm.
She giggled. “You are strange you know, but I like it. The mysterious Nyx. Mind, body and soul.”
That was it he had her. There was no turning back now. Permission was given and so easily. They were always so trusting. He stood and stripped off his jeans. His need raged to the surface. He ripped her panties from under the leather skirt she wore and drove into her in one swift move. Her body clamped down in protest of such a sudden invasion and he moaned with the tight hold she had on him. She arched into him and clung to his shoulders. He laughed. “You like it a little rough, don’t you Shay?”
She bit her bottom lip and moaned. “Yes, Yes! Harder!”
The sweet smell of her passion hung heavy in the room. Her body soft and warm under his had him burning up from the inside out. It stole his breath. She dug her nails into his back and wrapped her legs around his ass. Soft moans came from her heated mouth that ran soft little bites over his chest. This one was a spitfire, giving as good as she got. He hated to have to cut the experience short but his need was too much to control. Small tingles started to engulf his body. It was pure bliss as her energy was drawn to the surface. He howled as the beast in him felt the pull. But sex was never enough, he needed more. Still joined he waited for her to shatter in his arms, he placed both hands on her face. his palms heated as, he glared into her eyes. They would both peak at the same time and he would take her soul in an explosion of power. He looked down and smiled.
“What are you doing? You’re freaking me out! Stop! Your …eyes…they’re red.” Her eyes widened with panic, she clawed at his wrists, arching her back trying to buck him off.
He jerked her head back against the pillow and held her there. “Don’t worry, I’ll be quick. It won’t hurt, too much.” He laughed.
She twisted her body and pounded on his chest as she screamed. The music from next door still boomed in the air. No one would hear her cries for help. He liked the feel of complete power he got when taking a soul. Total domination.
He released another dose of pheromones, not enough to bring pleasure just enough to calm her. “It’s useless to fight, human. I always win.” He tenderly pushed a piece of hair behind her ear. She stared at him in horror. Poor thing probably thought he was some crazed serial killer. Nope. She would have had a better chance with some regular sicko. With him her soul was doomed for eternity.
“Shhh…” He put a finger over her mouth and shook his head. She quivered. “You can’t best me at my own game. I‘ve been playing this little cat and mouse game for hundreds of years.” He could feel her heart race in her chest as tears ran down her temples into her bright pink hair. “Awww…now don’t cry. You said you wanted to be part of my tattoo. Right?” Her bottom lip trembled. “These are all women that gave their souls graciously. Okay, maybe not graciously but they did give me permission to take them. Pathetic humans!”
She knew death was coming. He could see it in her eyes, the look of defeat softened her features. The molecules of her life-force seeped from her pores and glistened on her skin like an oily sheen. Her body slick as if bathed in suntan oil. Her eyes open wide in terror as Nyx ran his nose over the side of her face. The room reeked of power and fear. His nostrils flared as crimson tinted the tiny drops red like blood. He ran his hand across her neck as she whimpered and closed her eyes.
“Your fear is mouth watering.” Bringing his fingers to his mouth, he licked the tangy drops from them. “But not even close to the taste of your soul.” His lips smacked as he sucked every drop of her dewy essence from each finger.
Her eyes shot wide and she struggled to get free. He only laughed at her feeble attempt to escape his grasp. The smell of her burning flesh hung pungent in the air. “Time to finish this beautiful.”
He closed his eyes and called upon the dark power that dwelled in his body. His skin changed from his tan human facade and morphed into the black scaly skin of the demon he kept hidden from most humans. Nyx opened his mouth of razor sharp teeth and commanded her life force to yield to him. Her mouth stretched wide as shock stole her voice. Pure terror radiated through the room. Nyx grabbed her under her chin and forced her to witness the abomination he had become. Tears tracked down her temples as realization hit her and the will to fight lessened with each passing second.
“Your soul belongs to me. You have given it of your own free will.” He hummed with satisfaction as her essence turned into a fine white mist and hovered in the air. In one deep breath, he engulfed every bit of the misty fog.
The muscles in his body seized up as the power of his climax mixed with her soul and rushed over him like tiny electrical pulses. Nothing ever compared to the high of taking a soul and he had done his fair share of drugs. Her life force strengthened him. After the electrical shock waves eased up, he rolled over and sunk into the bed. He glanced over at his latest victim and sighed with satisfaction. One less worthless human to take up space.
She knew death was coming. He could see it in her eyes, the look of defeat softened her features. The molecules of her life-force seeped from her pores and glistened on her skin like an oily sheen. Her body slick as if bathed in suntan oil. Her eyes open wide in terror as Nyx ran his nose over the side of her face. The room reeked of power and fear. His nostrils flared as crimson tinted the tiny drops red like blood. He ran his hand across her neck as she whimpered and closed her eyes.
“Your fear is mouth watering.” Bringing his fingers to his mouth, he licked the tangy drops from them. “But not even close to the taste of your soul.” His lips smacked as he sucked every drop of her dewy essence from each finger.
Her eyes shot wide and she struggled to get free. He only laughed at her feeble attempt to escape his grasp. The smell of her burning flesh hung pungent in the air. “Time to finish this beautiful.”
He closed his eyes and called upon the dark power that dwelled in his body. His skin changed from his tan human facade and morphed into the black scaly skin of the demon he kept hidden from most humans. Nyx opened his mouth of razor sharp teeth and commanded her life force to yield to him. Her mouth stretched wide as shock stole her voice. Pure terror radiated through the room. Nyx grabbed her under her chin and forced her to witness the abomination he had become. Tears tracked down her temples as realization hit her and the will to fight lessened with each passing second.
“Your soul belongs to me. You have given it of your own free will.” He hummed with satisfaction as her essence turned into a fine white mist and hovered in the air. In one deep breath, he engulfed every bit of the misty fog.
The muscles in his body seized up as the power of his climax mixed with her soul and rushed over him like tiny electrical pulses. Nothing ever compared to the high of taking a soul and he had done his fair share of drugs. Her life force strengthened him. After the electrical shock waves eased up, he rolled over and sunk into the bed. He glanced over at his latest victim and sighed with satisfaction. One less worthless human to take up space.
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| Craigen (SE's Hero and Fallen Angel) |
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| Lyric (SE's Heroine and FBI Agent) |
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| Nyx ( SE's Resident Evil and Sexual Demon) |
Hope you enjoyed this sneak peek.
Happy Reading and Writing,
Tabitha Blake
