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Автор Мишель Роуэн
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Living in Eden isn't exactly heaven on earth… Darrak, the demon inside of Eden Riley, is able to take physical shape during the day. And Eden wouldn't mind getting her hands on him-if it wasn't a threat to her immortal soul. But while trying to rid themselves of the curse that binds them, they could get the distance they need…or each have their own private hell to pay.
Thank you so much to. .
Cindy Hwang, Leis Pederson, and the entire team at Berkley Sensation.
My wonderful agent, Jim McCarthy.
My friends, online and off, who support me and give me plenty of encouragement and pep talks when the demons who aren’t as good-looking as Darrak show up at my doorstep uninvited. They’re usually much smaller and uglier, and I call them the weasels of doubt.
My fabulous readers who have read my books, enjoyed them, and told me so, which never fails to make my day. I sincerely hope you enjoy this one as well.
My high school typing class and Mavis Beacon computer programs for teaching me to type properly back in the day. My handwriting has suffered greatly over the years, but I can do sixty words a minute on my MacBook, easy as pie.
Being a writer is a dream come true, and I’m thankful for the chance to continue to explore the strange, chaotic expanses of my imagination, where a year later they come out as pretty little rectangles with colorful covers and neat typography. It’s truly amazing to get to do this for a living, and I’m still not convinced I’m not just imagining this reality. It’s possible. I’ve seen
“Would you look at this place? Equal parts lust and desperation. It’s fantastic. ”
Eden grimaced. She’d been trying to pay as little attention to Darrak as possible, but it wasn’t easy. The demon was very hard to ignore.
“It’s a singles’ club,” she replied. “What did you expect?”
“This, of course. But it’s even better than I thought it would be. ”
“You have a strange sense of what
A tall man holding a bottle of Corona tapped Eden on her shoulder.
When she turned to look at him, he leered approvingly at her. “Who are you talking to, sexy lady?”She cleared her throat. “Nobody. Just talking to myself. I do that frequently now that I’ve stopped taking my medication. ”
“Uh. .
Darrak snorted. “Busted. ”
She felt her face redden. She had to remember that no one but her could see or hear Darrak at the moment. He was her demon. Her
This time she spoke under her breath so no one would hear. “I thought you said you were going to keep quiet once we got in here?”
“I lied. Besides, you need me to coach you through this, don’t you? I thought you said you’re a bit out of your element. ”
He was right about that.
“Okay, so coach me. Now what should I do?”
“Walk over to the bar, order a drink, and scan the room. I know he’s around here somewhere. I just have to spot him. ”
