Blurb:
The gates of Hell are open. Angels and Demons fight for our
mortality and dominance of earth. The rapture diminishes the human population
and very few remain to defend what God gave us. It is up to the Angels to fight
the war, the humans to survive and the druids to protect the earth.
Cole wants nothing more than to be left alone until the war
is over and see who wins. He doesn't care for rules of any kind and wants least
of all to choose a side. Fate however, has different plans for him. His only
friend is being held hostage by a Demon with a plan to win the war and return
the earth to what it once was. It is up to him to rescue her with the help of a
fallen Angel who comes to his aid to ensure his survival.
The Druids are the only ones who can save his friend, but
they have an agenda of their own. The demon is demented but has the best
intentions with what she believes. Cole finds himself lusting after the fallen
Angel and must choose between her and saving his friend. The problem is that he
doesn't know who he can trust.
Armageddon is here and Hell on earth has just begun.
Excerpt:
"Well now, children. Who decided to play and did not
invite me to join?” Her voice is feminine, seductive and teasing with
sexuality. I can’t see her yet, but the tone is that of a very beautiful woman.
Vera's voice holds the same electric currents in it, but I’m not attracted to
this one.
Vera's voice sounds strained, as if she’d been talking for
hours. Like she is just waking in the morning and isn't functioning quite
right. "Thank you for answering my call, Lilith."
"I'm not answering your call Vera, you assume too much.
You sent out a beacon for aid, that much you did, but you see you're on my
lands and a beacon must be answered by the enforcers. I just can’t allow it to
happen." Her voice isn't as pleasant. "You have all broken Demonic
law. I was not informed any of you would be here. It is within my rights to
kill you."
She’s beautiful. Her hair is fire truck red, it curls
naturally down her back and follows her soft jaw. Her eyes are fierce with the
color of a deep emerald. She has skin as pale as the full moon in the middle of
the night. A short dress barely covers what she has to show. The dress hangs
low on her breasts with circles cut out of the midriff leaving a single strip
running across her stomach into a pair of panty bottoms with a loin cloth that
is higher in the front than the back. Black boots run up her legs with the
dress hiding the top of the boots. Her wings are reddish brown and look like leather.
They don’t compare to those of an angel but are more like those of a bat. The
stories at least get some things right.
She leans closer to whisper softly in Vera's ear. “Now what
should I do?” She curls her mouth into a scary smile. Whatever she is planning,
she’s going to enjoy it.
About the Author:
Benjamin Daniels was born and raised in West Jefferson,
Ohio. Graduated from West Jefferson High School and went on to get two college
degrees. He still lives within the sleepy town of West Jefferson taking care of
his family and small dog. He often looks for good charities to donate to and
causes to follow. He abandoned one field of study when writing became his
passion and is happy about the decision to take on the written word.
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