Today we have our Diva's Spotlight on Marisa Cleveland and her recent release, Pushed.
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Time
is not on everyone’s side…
Mortal mess-up Lucy Markson makes
one tiny miscalculation and her soul ends up belonging to an evil demon. Forced
to serve the newly fallen angels recruited by her master, she must take one of
the fallen through the seven deadly sins.
Fallen angel Sawyer Succendo
didn’t jump from heaven. He was pushed. And now he’s lost everything, including
his halo – which contains his earthbound soul.
In a race with an evil demon to
claim his lost halo, Sawyer must trust a woman designed for sin – literally.
Learning the true power of free will, Sawyer just might save them both, if he
can keep his mind on the plan and his hands to himself.
But if he can’t find his halo and
save the girl, then he’ll be grounded forever.
Excerpt:
One
thing was certain. Fallen angels were hot. And not the ninety-eight-point-six
kind of warmth, either. Oh, no. These Fallen fit every corny pick up line she’d
ever heard. Because they were exactly what they claimed to be. Created by the
hands of God and in His own image.
How
would she ever choose one to feed and then… They were all beautifully gorgeous.
She tilted her head to the side.
Except for him.
Dried blood marred the side of
his temple and stained his sharp cheekbones. A gash sliced across his left eyebrow
ending at the corner of his blackened eye. His swollen lower lip also sported a
crack with still-fresh blood threatening to trickle down to the divot in his
chin. Naked as the day he was born – or created – his torso and thighs held an
interesting pattern of scars that haphazardly healed.
He rubbed his chest with one
hand, his golden eyes widening in alarm, and in that moment, Lucy knew she
absolutely had to be the one to serve him. His entire demeanor differed from
the others. He hesitated to join the others at the banquet table, almost like
he didn’t want to partake in the feast, even though she knew he had to be
starving by now. Still, he reminded her of… her. A reluctant guest.
***
An
unfamiliar weight settled over Sawyer, and he recognized that for the first
time in two thousand years he knew sin. How had Azas done that to him? Slapped
Original Sin over his shoulders like a thousand pound straight jacket, trapping
him to the mortal realm. Born into the angelic dimension of the divine, he’d heard
about sin, but he’d never actually experienced it. Now, healed as one of the
Fallen on earth, he knew nakedness, and hunger pains gripped his stomach so
completely that he didn’t hesitate to join the others at the manifested banquet
table.
Woodenly
scraping a chair back from the table, he collapsed against the cushioned fabric
as it scratched the back of his thighs and bare ass. While the Fallen indulged
in the delicacies from every region of the earth, a parade of nude women served
and danced around them. Sawyer’s body tightened in response to the naked flesh,
and he groaned at his own lack of control. He shut his eyes to the visual
feast. He might be a Fallen angel now, but that didn’t mean he had to indulge
in whatever the demon offered. Especially if he hoped to have words with his
Maker and return to the right side of the Pearly Gates.
About
the Author:
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Marisa Cleveland loves to laugh,
hates to cry, and does both often. As a writer, she writes. Every day. If she
couldn’t express herself through writing, music, and dance, she would die. She
believes romance novels are the perfect “how to” books, because no matter the
obstacles, the characters keep working toward their happily ever after. She
loves to connect with writers and readers through social media.
Thanks so much for helping me spread the word about my novella! :)
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