Description:Clair Bellamy, a beautiful Scandinavian blonde with eyes as dark as sorrow hides a deep secret in her blood. She is the daughter of a forbidden union of mortal woman and benighted demon, a Cambion with one foot in two worlds, belonging to neither. Her secret has been kept by a loving mother since her first breath, for should she be found out, there is only one sentence, death. But despite every effort, a Crossroads Demon learns her secret, and thus begins a her journey into Hell, first as a gift to the Demon Duke Mammon who gives her a singular and impossible suicidal mission: to kill the Prince of Hell.Humiliation rises in a heat wave, her ears feel like they are burning, her cheeks brushed with fire. Her fingers are locked into fists she hides in her lap, fingers trembling in rage.If only you knew, she thinks through a red haze of anger blazing in her head. How easily I could strip your soul from your body. Have you on your knees begging for my forgiveness, begging for a single kiss, the merest touch, oh, the depths to which you would sink…A scent of rust and roses rises out of nowhere to scent the room. Its sharp, intoxicating flavour hits Clair with an icy shock, a frisson of fear rippling over her skin and with that, her fury evaporates.She takes several deep shaky breaths, clawing for a semblance of calmness. The power inside her is uncurling with a languid sensuality in depths of her stomach, awakening a sharp, unnatural hunger for the sweet relief a mortal soul could yield, could sate.She lowers her head, trying to appear appropriately shamed. The very real trembling she is feeling helps.“I apologise, sir,” she says, voice low and quiet. “I will arrange a meeting with Mr Clairmont immediately and I will deliver the article by tomorrow, before the end of the day.”She chances a glance up… and recognises a painfully familiar expression on Johnson’s face, the sharp grey eyes gone unfocused with desire, his mouth slightly open, unease floods her insides. Oh shit.We have made it easy for you to find a PDF Ebooks without any digging. And by having access to our ebooks online or by storing it on your computer, you have convenient answers with Call Me Claire: Half Daemon. To get started finding Call Me Claire: Half Daemon, you are right to find our website which has a comprehensive collection of manuals listed. Our library is the biggest of these that have literally hundreds of thousands of different products represented.
Description: Clair Bellamy, a beautiful Scandinavian blonde with eyes as dark as sorrow hides a deep secret in her blood. She is the daughter of a forbidden union of mortal woman and benighted demon, a Cambion with one foot in two worlds, belonging to neither. Her secret has been kept by a loving mother since her first breath, for should she be found out, there is only one sentence, death. But despite every effort, a Crossroads Demon learns her secret, and thus begins a her journey into Hell, first as a gift to the Demon Duke Mammon who gives her a singular and impossible suicidal mission: to kill the Prince of Hell.Humiliation rises in a heat wave, her ears feel like they are burning, her cheeks brushed with fire. Her fingers are locked into fists she hides in her lap, fingers trembling in rage.If only you knew, she thinks through a red haze of anger blazing in her head. How easily I could strip your soul from your body. Have you on your knees begging for my forgiveness, begging for a single kiss, the merest touch, oh, the depths to which you would sink…A scent of rust and roses rises out of nowhere to scent the room. Its sharp, intoxicating flavour hits Clair with an icy shock, a frisson of fear rippling over her skin and with that, her fury evaporates.She takes several deep shaky breaths, clawing for a semblance of calmness. The power inside her is uncurling with a languid sensuality in depths of her stomach, awakening a sharp, unnatural hunger for the sweet relief a mortal soul could yield, could sate.She lowers her head, trying to appear appropriately shamed. The very real trembling she is feeling helps.“I apologise, sir,” she says, voice low and quiet. “I will arrange a meeting with Mr Clairmont immediately and I will deliver the article by tomorrow, before the end of the day.”She chances a glance up… and recognises a painfully familiar expression on Johnson’s face, the sharp grey eyes gone unfocused with desire, his mouth slightly open, unease floods her insides. Oh shit.We have made it easy for you to find a PDF Ebooks without any digging. And by having access to our ebooks online or by storing it on your computer, you have convenient answers with Call Me Claire: Half Daemon. To get started finding Call Me Claire: Half Daemon, you are right to find our website which has a comprehensive collection of manuals listed. Our library is the biggest of these that have literally hundreds of thousands of different products represented.