And by your jealous God, do not lie to me.” Ruin got out of the truck and headed to the drivers side. You said an-an then went with ‘a’ because supernatural doesn’t go with ‘an’ like ‘angel’. “You were about to call me an angel then changed your mind. “I don’t know who or what you think you are, an-an, a supernatural being-” “Don’t call me that or you’ll find your tongue obediently sealed to the roof of that pretty mouth of yours.”Īnother gasp. I don’t feel like dying before I do whatever it is I’m supposed to do on this planet.” She gasped as she pulled off the side of the road. Isadore slammed the brakes and bags hit the floor. “You did that! Stop talking to me while I drive!” Isadore jerked the wheel and narrowly missed a head on collision.

“No, I’m not pulling over! I’m a great damn driver!” I haven’t even driven and already I can drive better than you.” “Trust you behind the wheel of a vehicle when you’ve never driven?” “What? Why?” She popped the clutch and the truck darted out onto the paved road. Flowers and funerals popped into his mind when she skidded to a stop just before slamming into a passing vehicle.

“You like my eyes?” She kept that irresistible smile as she drove with gusto out of the parking lot. She gave him a smile that reminded him of everything he really needed not to think about until he dealt with that wall.

You don’t like my shades?” She sounded shocked. “Why are you wearing those, it’s not that bright in here.” That’s what the paranormal feels like, only a pen, in my grip. Like when you’re shopping for the perfect running shoes, and you find them and think, here they are. I just felt that click when I caught the inspiration, the promise of hidden worlds explored. Turns out Paranormal Romance seems to be. I started out writing quirky Vanilla erotica with BDSM sprinkled in the mix and while I had an important message I felt necessary to convey about the dark and mysterious lifestyle, it is not my choice of genre to write in. Now that the elephant is out of the room, let’s get to know me a bit. And if Ruin doesn’t get a hold of his powers, judgment is coming for them. But with every bad judgment comes a price to be paid. In this part of the journey, he must tear down Isadore’s walls that are perverting his judgments. Ruin is a being sent to Earth to Judge and Execute.

Revelations by Lucian Bane