MY SOUL TO GIVE
A Demonâs Love
M. A. FrÃ©chette
Genre: paranormal romance
Publisher: M. A. FrÃ©chette
Date of Publication: October 28, 2019
Number of pages: 342
Word Count: 92,000
Cover Artist: M. A. FrÃ©chette
Tagline: Her soul for revengeâan easy choice. But is the price too high?
With a fatal bullet in her gut, Celina Leviet has only seconds to make a fateful decision. Join her murdered husband in death, or make a deal with a demon.
She doesnât know how or why Mekaisto found her, but she doesnât hesitate. In exchange for her soul, heâll let her live long enough to wreak revenge. The catch? She must kill the murderers with her own hands.
The contract sealed, her skin carrying Mekaistoâs brand, Celina digs into her husbandâs past. But every new revelation unravels everything about the man she loved. His company never existed. His family history was a lie. And he belonged to a shadowy religious order whose members know too much about demons.
Her emotions in shreds, she finds Mekaistoâs seductive charms harder to resist. But her dead husbandâs secrets arenât the only betrayal. As the final, shocking truth comes to light, she struggles with the darkest of choicesâbreak her vow and surrender to the unknown, or succumb to the devil she knows.
Book Trailer: https://youtu.be/kuP13ICMn1A
She left the bathroom and headed to the kitchen. The criminal investigation team was outside, and some tension left her shoulders. A few dishes lay on the counter, so she put them away, her mind numbing. It was pointless since she wouldnât be living here anymore, but the act of doing something familiar let her mind relax for a few seconds.
Iâm leaving this place. Thomas wonât be with me anymore.
Heâd been stressed after heâd got that phone call and she was too late to find out what had bothered him. Sheâd never be able to help him deal with whatever it was.
âWhat are you doing?â Kai asked.
She cleared her throat to make sure her voice wouldnât crack too much. âPutting my dishes away.â
Kaiâs arms wrapped around her from behind and she squeezed the plate in her hand, holding her breath. Somehow, affection from him was worse than if he held a knife to her throat.
His hand rested on her chest. âStrange how love is all inside a humanâs mind, and yet your heart is the organ aching.â
She tore herself away from him. âI wouldnât expect a demon to understand.â
âWhat makes you think Iââ
âLook, I donât want to talk about it with you. Iâve suffered enough.â The plate in her hand shook, and her fingers cramped as she tried to hold it steady.
âNo, you have not suffered enough. Youâd have chosen to die if you knew whatâs coming.â
âDonât talk as if you know how I feel, you fucking demon.â Her tears cooled the heated flush of her rage, and she hurled the plate at him.
Kai lifted his hand and the crockery shattered into fine dust at his feet. His eyes locked onto hers, and without a word, he grabbed her wrist and dragged her outside.
âWhat are you doing? Where are you taking me?â Her voice rose higher as she tried tugging away from him.
He stopped near the edge of the woods and faced her, his glowing eyes silencing her questions. His hand rose and black smoke seeped from the ground, sticking to everything it touched. Kai pulled her against him and clicked his fingers.
The smoke seeped into the surface of all that it covered, and her eyes widened. The plants and flowers withered and died, everything turned ashen as though burned. He went back to the house and she followed, glancing back at the destroyed area of the forest. Though no words were exchanged, she knew he had shown her what he could do as a warning. He wouldnât just threaten her next time she attacked him.
Going back to the master bedroom, she grabbed a bag out of her closet to pack. Thomasâ clothes hung in front of her, and a lump in her throat constricted her breathing. She swallowed hard, trying to make it go away. Grabbing hold of a sleeve, she waited for Thomas to come up behind her to get ready for work. But no one was in the house except for her, and the demon.
About the Author:
M. A. FrÃ©chette writes the darker side of romance.
Being an extremist, she loves both the dark aspects of life and everything sweet. All her stories are either set in Canada where she lives or in alternate worlds she made up while living within her imagination. When not writing, she thinks of the next scene or plot while enjoying her work as a cover designer. Although she has a fascination for monsters, with a bachelor degree in criminology, she understands thereâs no need to create the paranormal; humans are capable of inflicting nightmares of their own.
Newsletter sign up: http://bit.ly/2xfCs1f
About the Author:
S. K. Gregory is an author, editor and blogger. She currently resides in Northern Ireland.
“Description begins in the writer’s imagination, but should finish in the reader’s.”