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Descent (Kissed by Death
#3)
#3)
Release Date: 06/02/15
Entangled Teen
320 pages
Summary from Goodreads:
He’ll destroy everything
and everyone to save her…including himself.
and everyone to save her…including himself.
Easton doesn’t believe in love. He
believes in death. Darkness. Sin. As a reaper for Hell, it’s all he’s known for
more than four hundred years. So when he gets slapped with the job of training
the boss’s daughter, an angel that knows nothing but joy, he knows he’s in for
a world of trouble.
believes in death. Darkness. Sin. As a reaper for Hell, it’s all he’s known for
more than four hundred years. So when he gets slapped with the job of training
the boss’s daughter, an angel that knows nothing but joy, he knows he’s in for
a world of trouble.
Though he’s made it clear he wants
nothing to do with her outside of work, Gwen will do whatever it takes to get
close to the dark and wounded reaper—even taint her angelic image and become a
reaper herself. But in all her planning, she forgot to factor in one thing—how
far the demons Easton doomed to Hell will go for revenge.
nothing to do with her outside of work, Gwen will do whatever it takes to get
close to the dark and wounded reaper—even taint her angelic image and become a
reaper herself. But in all her planning, she forgot to factor in one thing—how
far the demons Easton doomed to Hell will go for revenge.
When the dangers of the Hell
threaten Gwen, Easton will destroy everything and everyone to save her. But as
the darkness closes in, will he be able to save himself?
threaten Gwen, Easton will destroy everything and everyone to save her. But as
the darkness closes in, will he be able to save himself?
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Excerpt
“What do you want, Gwen?” he whispered.
I stared at his chest, breathing hard, heart beating a frantic
rhythm. “I want to touch you. And I don’t want you to stop me.”
rhythm. “I want to touch you. And I don’t want you to stop me.”
He hesitated, but when I ran my fingers over the criss-cross
pattern of raised white scars that slashed across his ribs, he didn’t stop me.
pattern of raised white scars that slashed across his ribs, he didn’t stop me.
“Are these from when you were alive?”
He tensed, but allowed me
to keep exploring him.
to keep exploring him.
“Yes.”
I looked up. “Why did you keep them?”
His eyes searched mine. A muscle in his jaw flexed. “So I would never forget how I
got them, why I’m here…what I lost.”
got them, why I’m here…what I lost.”
“They’re beautiful,” I whispered.
He closed his eyes and exhaled harshly. He was struggling,
fighting some internal battle to give me this, to accept joy in return.
fighting some internal battle to give me this, to accept joy in return.
I resisted the sudden, overwhelming urge to close the space
between us, to press my lips to his. Something so simple, and yet it felt
bigger than the two of us put together. That should have scared me. If I gave
in to such urges, I could be cast out, stripped of everything that made me my father’s daughter. But it
didn’t scare me. It exhilarated me. In the back of my mind I could hear Sky’s
warning.
between us, to press my lips to his. Something so simple, and yet it felt
bigger than the two of us put together. That should have scared me. If I gave
in to such urges, I could be cast out, stripped of everything that made me my father’s daughter. But it
didn’t scare me. It exhilarated me. In the back of my mind I could hear Sky’s
warning.
Aren’t you tempted? Gwen, what if you fall?
I was. I wanted it with every fiber of this body. Every part of me
felt jittery with want and anticipation. The sweet, addictive desire rolling
off him told me he wanted it, too. Easton reached up and touched my chin, his
fingers like a magnet drawing me in.
felt jittery with want and anticipation. The sweet, addictive desire rolling
off him told me he wanted it, too. Easton reached up and touched my chin, his
fingers like a magnet drawing me in.
“I’m about to kiss you, Red,” he said, voice rough. “You should
probably stop me.”
probably stop me.”
Inbetween (Kissed by Death #1)
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(Kissed by Death #2)
Character Profile (Easton)
Name: Easton
Dream Cast: Ian Somerholder (Dear Author: I fully agree with you)
Age: 18 (Technically) 470 years (afterlife) (here comes the only prob with Ian)
Hair: Black
Eyes: Violet
Current Location: Playing poker in Hell
Occupation: Hell’s Reaper
Current Crisis: Addicted to the bosses
daughter (His angel daughter)
daughter (His angel daughter)
Born and died in: Germany
Best Friends: Finn (Former Reaper for the
Inbetween)
Inbetween)
Anaya (Former reaper for Heaven)
Traits: Loyal, Fierce, Protective, Guarded
Weaknesses: Only one. A stubborn red head
angel that tells horrible jokes and loves to test his patience.
angel that tells horrible jokes and loves to test his patience.
Strengths: Focused, gets the job done,
refuses to fail
refuses to fail
Excerpt:
Her
gaze swept over me, assessing the danger she saw. “You don’t…I mean you
just…”
gaze swept over me, assessing the danger she saw. “You don’t…I mean you
just…”
I
stepped forward, crowding her personal space until the essence of her soul
scattered in a wave of glittery particles around us. Fear flooded her eyes and
she took a step back.
stepped forward, crowding her personal space until the essence of her soul
scattered in a wave of glittery particles around us. Fear flooded her eyes and
she took a step back.
“I
don’t what?”
don’t what?”
She
swallowed, still hanging on to the human habits that no longer applied. “You
don’t look like an angel. That’s all.”
swallowed, still hanging on to the human habits that no longer applied. “You
don’t look like an angel. That’s all.”
Behind
me, Scout burst into laughter as he worked at releasing his assigned soul from
its body. I stepped back, ignoring him. “Trust me, sweetheart, I’m no angel.”
me, Scout burst into laughter as he worked at releasing his assigned soul from
its body. I stepped back, ignoring him. “Trust me, sweetheart, I’m no angel.”
“That’s
an understatement.” Scout laughed.
an understatement.” Scout laughed.
Descent (Kissed by Death, #3)
Playlist
Playlist
Sympathy
for the Devil by The Rolling Stones
for the Devil by The Rolling Stones
I’m
On Fire by AWOLNATION
On Fire by AWOLNATION
Burns
by Alice Boman
by Alice Boman
Hallelujah
by Jeff Buckley
by Jeff Buckley
Wicked
Game by James Vincent McMorrow
Hells
Bells by AC/DC
Bells by AC/DC
No
Rest for the Wicked by Cage the Elephant
Rest for the Wicked by Cage the Elephant
Animals
by Maroon 5
Awake
my Soul by Mumford & Sons
my Soul by Mumford & Sons
Bad Man Coming by Crooked
Fingers
Fingers
Radioactive by Imagine Dragons
Safe and Sound by Taylor Swift
Waiting on an Angel by Ben Harper
