Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Three Wishes by Debra Dunbar




Three Wishes
Debra Dunbar

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Publisher: Anessa Books

Date of Publication: March 7, 2015

ISBN: 978-1505671193
ASIN: B00RKE5608

Number of pages: 229
Word Count: 79,000

Cover Artist: Phatpuppy Art

Book Description:

Dar helped his foster sister become the ruler of Hel, and helped her free the enslaved humans from the elves. It’s about time he helped himself – to a fun week of mayhem in the Windy City. Collapsing a few buildings and corrupting politicians is an ideal vacation for a demon in Chicago, but Dar didn’t count on a beautiful angel sabotaging his fun and putting him to work.

Asta is an angelic enforcer, scanning for demons in her assigned territory and sending them to an early grave. Unfortunately, the latest trespasser from Hel has diplomatic immunity - but immunity doesn’t mean she can’t coerce him into helping her track and dispatch the powerful demon that’s been cycling in and out of her radar for the last few days.

Demons are the sworn enemies of every angel, but Asta must learn to trust Dar or the dark presence that is growing in Chicago will spread - and this particular enemy has the skills and knowledge to send human civilization back to the dark ages.

She has one week left as an enforcer before she returns to her heavenly home – one week to catch an elusive monster, and one week to safeguard her heart from the demon who is determined to seduce her to sin.

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Excerpt 2
Asta hesitated.  He was being so kind, so un-demonic.  She did want to ride the Ferris wheel with him, sip a margarita while she eyed this handsome demon over the salt-crusted rim.  He’d say all sorts of outrageous things, and she’d laugh in spite of herself, throwing right order and her vibration levels to the winds. The idea appealed more to her than he’d probably ever know, but he was a demon, and she was an angel. And there was work.
“I’m sorry.  I didn’t mean to lose my temper.  It’s just been a really stressful hundred years.”
He smiled, and she barely resisted the urge to reach out and stroke his face, to rub her thumb along his bottom lip.
“Come out with me.  I’m pretty sure you deserve one night off after one-hundred years.”
“I can’t.  I really, really want to, but I just can’t.”  She didn’t need to feign the regret.  I’m making the biggest mistake of my life.
“You’re making the biggest mistake of your life.” 
She jumped at his words, wondering if he could read her mind, or if her emotions were that transparent. Dar sighed, tightening his grasp of her waist. “You angels are fucking slave drivers when it comes to duty and responsibility.  Well, if I can’t spend the evening with you, I’ll have to go with plan B.”
Before she could even wonder what plan B was, his lips were against hers. It wasn’t the sort of kiss she’d ever expected from a demon — not that she’d ever envisioned herself kissing one.  His mouth was gentle and tender, barely a caress. His lips explored hers, then he lifted his head from hers, tugging her bottom lip with a hint of teeth.
“Goodnight, Asta,” he whispered.
It had been over too fast for her to stop it.  She’d been too surprised to resist.  Liar.  All she wanted was for him to kiss her again.  That wasn’t something she was willing to admit, so, instead, she summoned up the dredges of her long-cooled temper and pushed him aside.  “Go to Hel.”
“Eventually.  Right now I’m having too much fun.”

She shook her head, unable to resist returning his smile.  Looking down, she saw their tussle in the alley had torn her pants.  Another pair of pants ruined by this infernal demon.  If he stuck around the rest of the week, she probably wouldn’t have a stitch of apparel left intact.  The thought should have pissed her off, but, for the first time in the last century, she found she really didn’t give a flying leap about the state of her precious clothing. It’s not like she’d be taking it with her to Aaru, and the last twenty-four hours with this demon had been far more exciting than even a Versace dress could ever be.

About the Author

After majoring in English with a concentration in Medieval Literature and Folklore studies, Debra promptly sold out to the corporate world, occasionally writing marketing copy and op/ed articles for a local city paper. By day, she designs compensation programs, after dark she stuffs her nose into obscure mythology, and feverishly writes her novels. A DEMON BOUND is her debut novel.

Debra lives on a farm in Maryland with Sweetie, three sons, and a Noah's ark of four legged family members. She drives an old PT Cruiser, couldn't carry a tune if you duct taped it to her back, and enjoys an occasional cosmopolitan (heavy on the vodka). On a good day, she jogs and horseback rides, hopefully managing to keep the horse between herself and the ground. Her only known super power is 'Identify Roadkill'.




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