Burn for the Devil (BURNING DUET #1) by Larissa Vincente EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Status: Available for Free Download
- Authors: Larissa Vincente
- Language: English
- Genre: contemporary romance
- Format: PDF / EPUB
- Size: 3.4 MB
- Price: Free
Ramone
Just over a year ago
A woman walked into the art exhibition. I was standing in front of an
exquisite painting displayed in a gilded frame which stretched thirty feet
along a wall when I knew something had changed.
advertisement ( ads )
--- --- --- --- ---
The image before me showed Satan on horseback, his cloak flowing in
the wind, trampling the corpses of the saints. The depiction was accurate—
mostly—despite the figure’s lack of correct identification. The shades of red
and yellow fascinated me, as did the cellular matter embedded in the oils,
relaying a brief story of the artist. The painter had injected enough passion
into this one work that he’d left behind a signature few could detect.
I’d sensed the soul before I could see it, her golden aura trailing lightly
through the ether, thin tendrils reaching, seeking, but not finding. The glow
surrounding her shimmered as if bestowed upon her by the higher gods. My
hands slid into my dress pants pockets as I glanced over my shoulder to see
what had interrupted me.
The dress she wore was elegant, the hem sliding against her calves, with
sapphire satin draped around her long neck. Her deep brown hair swept
over one shoulder, and her ocean eyes sparkled at the man whose forearm
she’d hung onto. Lips stained a ripe cherry curved into an enigmatic smile
as she gazed at her companion.
She never saw me, but I saw her. The tiny pinpricks of light
complementing her lightly tanned skin stood in stark contrast to the piece of
shit in a cheap suit who clung to her every word. The man’s energy was
abysmally below hers. He’d never be worthy of her; he was the decaying
matter beneath her well-heeled feet. Knowing I was no better in many
ways, I smiled to myself. Her spirit was seeking mine, not his, as if we were
two halves of a whole.
At that moment, I decided I’d poison him…or dispose of him in another
fashion.
The couple slowly traversed the room, barely appreciating the finest
examples of their species’ creative talents. They completed the room in
thirty minutes before moving on to the next, while I unobtrusively followed
behind, the female’s siren call increasing my thirst and instigating an
obsession.
Samantha. Friends had joined them now, addressing her by name.
Another couple, Julia and Clint. Samantha Fern was from Savannah,
Georgia. I eagerly took in every word while I eavesdropped.
Fitting, as Savannah was certainly as haunted as the presence of this
ethereal flower who I would do anything to obtain. She was crafted like the
finest bloom, elegant, soft, and graceful.
They were visiting Boston; I heard my woman state their plans. They
would return to the south briefly, for reasons I decided I needed to uncover.
Then, they would relocate to this area. Good.
They had already secured a home and would be staying there soon. I
was a huge fan of convenience, and if she wasn’t planning on doing so
already, I would make the decision for her.
For More Read Download This Book
EPUB
advertisement ( ads )
-------------
