J.C. Coy
Crimson Ahead of him, the massive structure of Saint Michael’s loomed like an offer of salvation. Alex abandoned pursuit of the girl in hope of finding solace in the church. He ascended the first step leading to the heavy, ornately carved doors but stopped with a choked off hiss. Sanctuary in the church called to him, but fear and nausea twisted his insides. Another step. His stomach lurched. Summoning every ounce of his will, he forced his feet into action. Each step was an exercise in determination. The church beckoned. And repelled. He gained the top step and stood close enough to touch the polished wood. He raised a shaking hand and laid it against the door. White light flashed outward from the contact. Searing pain tore through his hand. He shrieked and jerked away. The stench of cooked flesh and bone-deep pain sickened him. A scorch mark disfigured the door. On unsteady legs, Alex backed away until he hit the edge of the top step. Arms pin-wheeling in a futile effort to catch his balance, he tumbled to the bottom of the steps and lay in a twisted heap. He held his throbbing hand protectively against his body while the enormity of what had happened sank in. Dirty, unclean, he was barred from everything holy and good.
Crimson is a 96k Urban Fantasy with Romantic Elements.
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Blood Judgment
Blood Judgment is a 120k Urban Fantasy Romance.
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He tucked the violin under his chin and began with a slow up-bow. Giving it everything he had, eyes closed, he drew the bow across the stings as his left hand found the sweet notes. He gave himself to the violin and the music, playing for the female who had infiltrated his life beyond repair.
The music filled him with its beauty, its soul-wrenching emotion. He didn't want the piece to end, didn't want the feeling to end.
When he drew the last bow, he opened his eyes.
She stood with her hand over her mouth, tears streaming down her face. She was not immune to the beauty of the music and the raw emotions it generated. “That was beautiful,” she choked out. “Hauntingly beautiful. But it changes nothing.”
“Please, listen to me. That music. . .that's how you make me feel. I need you.”
“And you know what I need. I won't be your whore.”
“Please, Saranna. You're killing me. Don't push me away.”
She wiped her eyes and said in a wavering voice, “This isn't my fault.”
“Saranna. . .”
She closed the window and turned away.
Dark Judgment is a 100k Urban Fantasy Romance.
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Slade stared at a large scorch mark on the pavement. What in the hell had happened there?
He entered the building and hurried up the steps to her apartment. He rapped on the door.
“Who is it?” Raw fear sent her voice up an octave.
Instantly on edge, he said, “It’s Slade. Let me in.”
The chain scraped back and she yanked the door open. She threw herself into his arms with startling force.
“What’s wrong?“ Fear and anger barbed his guts.
She burrowed her head against his chest and clung to him. He maneuvered her inside and closed the door against eavesdropping neighbors. Holding her, he stroked one hand through her hair. “Tell me what’s wrong.”
“Last night, men came into the building.”
Whatever had happened had been bad. “Tell me.” Slade stroked her back, encouraging her.
“The juvenile in the apartment over mine. . . They dragged him outside and. . .” Shudders ran through her body.
“It’s okay. You’re safe. I won’t let anything happen to you.”
Her words came in a rush. “After they finished beating him, they killed him. . .the old fashioned way. I saw it. All but the end. I couldn’t watch them murder him.”
“Jesus.” He should have been there to protect her.
“They set his body on fire.” Her nails dug into him. “He didn’t bother anyone. He wasn’t much more than a child. I was so afraid they’d come back for me and the baby.”
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