Angelic Anarchy
by J.P. Epperson
Genre: Paranormal Romance/Urban Fantasy
Release Date: September 6th 2016
Summary:
Where there is goodness, evil is sure to follow. Where there is light, darkness is never far behind.
Belleeza isn’t the angel your parents told you about as a child. She’s a weapon. A warrior. But even warriors have their weaknesses—and even warriors can have their hearts broken. Betrayed by the only man she’s ever loved, Belleeza throws herself into an unusual mission to find a missing teenage boy. But the treacherous path she finds herself on could lead her closer towards the darkness than she had ever imagined—perhaps even into the depths of Hell itself. And what about Colton, the beautiful angel turned demon who trampled all over her heart?
Betrayals, secrets, torture, and passion. Be careful what you wish for—Heaven on Earth might just be more than you bargained for.
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About the Author
JP Epperson lives in Atlanta, Georgia. She is a lover of all things fantasy and paranormal. When not writing or sitting with her head in a book she enjoys spending time with her husband and two sons. JP is a lover of the outdoors and her second home is a tent in the woods curled up with a book next to a campfire.
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Excerpt
CHAPTER 1
Scalding
hot water traced the scars along my back as I placed my hands against the stone
shower wall. As a warrior angel I have survived several years of battle, but
not unscathed. I have many battle wounds—most of which reside on my back and
arms. Wounds from human weapons we tend to heal without a problem; wounds by
the weapons of angels and demons are not so forgiving.
After
weeks of searching for him, last night I finally caught up with the demon I had
been hunting. He put up a ferocious fight and my muscles were still aching
despite the heat of the shower but I would be getting briefed on my next case
soon so reluctantly I reached out and turned off the faucet.
Just
before I stepped out of the shower, I froze. The air changed, and I knew that I
was no longer alone. Don’t ask me how I knew because I couldn’t tell you. Not
really. There was no pop, or bells; no flash of light, breezes, or anything
like that. It was as if there was just the slightest shift in the air. I braced
for attack, reached my right hand behind my back, and unsheathed a sword that
wasn’t there a moment before. My heavenly relics—my weapons—are always there
when I need them and never when I don’t. Where they go when I am unarmed, I
have no idea. All that matters to me is that they are there when I reach for
them.
With
my left foot, I kicked open the glass door and stepped out into the empty
bathroom, dripping wet. Utterly naked but for my sword. I peeked around the
door and slowly entered my bedroom.
“What
do you want?” I said to the empty room, making my voice as calm as possible.
“Relax,
Beauty, I’m completely unarmed,” said a humored voice without a face. “You’re
looking just as scrumptious as the last time we faced each other.”
A
dark-haired figure walked in, full of ease, and leaned against my bedroom door,
crossing his feet. He had an apple from my dining-room table in his hand. I
spun my sword, placing the tip of it into his throat the moment he walked
through the door. He brought the apple to his mouth, rubbed it against his
shirt, and took a big bite, looking as though he didn’t have a care in the
world.
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