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Torn between duty and desire...
After the devil Himself claims Ivan Drake's soul on his twenty-first birthday, the vampire phoenix has no choice but to enforce his wicked rule. But when the devil sends him to claim the Book of All Spells , the last thing Ivan expects is to square off with its gorgeous protector, the witch Dez Merevech--or to be so attracted to her.
To retrieve the book might end the escalating war between the witches and the vampires, but to take it from Dez will ensure her death. With the fate of the paranormal world hanging in the balance, Ivan must choose wisely--and quickly....
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|Title of Harlequin Romance eBook: The Devil To Pay||Series: Bewitching the Dark, , #5|
|Release Date: 01-01-2009|
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|Publisher: Silhouette Nocturne|
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The Devil To Pay
It was midnight. Ivan had tracked the mark from his legal office in downtown Berlin to this ritzy underground parking garage boasting rubber flooring and a heated car wash.
"You've been stealing souls, psychopomp," Ivan hissed.
He clamped both hands to the man's bony shoulders and pressed his fingertips until he felt the silk business suit tear and then flesh popped. Blood perfumed the air, meaty and more than a little inviting.
"Let go of me! Who the hell are you?"
Ivan dug in deeper. "I'm your worst nightmare."
"Ha! You don't know nightmares until you've vomited up the sins of murderers. You don't scare me."
How the idiot managed such lack of reasonso many of his marks acted equally as belligerentnever ceased to amaze Ivan. This psychopomp had been moonlighting as a sin eater. Simon Grimm had been stealing souls for years, and Himself wanted it stopped.
Grimm kicked, his leather loafer landing on Ivan's thigh. Though the man was as tall as Ivan, he was slender and wasn't designed for defense. Or self-preservation.
Slapping the guy hard across the cheek sent him reeling to the ground. He landed ten feet from where Ivan stood, but inches from the license plate of a black BMW claiming SHESMINE.
Giving his head a discombobulating shake, Grimm then spat out blood. "Let me guess, Himself sent you. Are you the devil's fixer? Shouldn't you be less GQ and more Demon's Quarterly?"
"You're stealing his souls," Ivan reiterated.
Stretching his left arm out pumped a bicep beneath the fitted Italian leather jacket. So he liked s...