Octavian’s
Undoing by Airicka Phoenix
Book
Name: Octavian’s Undoing
Series
Title: Sons of Judgment Series
Author:
Airicka Phoenix
Publisher:
Airicka Phoenix
Release
date: June 24, 2013
Genre:
New Adult, Paranormal Romance
Warnings:
Sexual content, Language
Formats:
eBook & Paperback
Other
Novels:
Touching
Smoke ~ http://www.amazon.com/Touching-Smoke-Touch-Series-ebook/dp/B008RB72NW
Touching
Eternity ~
http://www.amazon.com/Touching-Eternity-Series-Standalone-ebook/dp/B00AQQDVTU
Games of
Fire ~
http://www.amazon.com/Games-of-Fire-ebook/dp/B00BFIR2HU
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Author
Site: http://airickaphoenix.com/author
Synopsis:
No good deed goes unpunished.
Riley Masters learns this the hard way when she finds
a wallet and decides to do the right thing. But returning it will cost her much
more than she bargains for.
Abandoned by her mother, raised by an indifferent
father, Riley has accepted the fact that she would be alone always. She has no
idea that a single act of kindness would propel her into a world where
creatures that shouldn’t exist guard the human race from the demons that lurk
in the shadows. That it will cost her the lives of those she loves while
unearthing a destiny she never imagined with a man who is forbidden to love
her. She finds passion, romance and the family she’d been searching for her
entire life, but at what cost and what is she willing to sacrifice to find
answers and happiness?
Octavian Maxwell has always known his place. He is a
Caster, a Son of Judgment. His job is to protect the mortal world from the
creatures plotting to destroy it. Instead, his world is shattered when a human
girl walks into Final Judgment, a girl he has been searching for his entire
life, a girl he is forbidden to ever touch. Being with her will break the oath
he’s sworn to never love a mortal. But his heart has already found its mate and
it refuses to let go.
Final Judgment… a place undetected, a gateway to a
evil and a legend that will undo everything anyone has ever known about our
world.
Airicka Phoenix is the best-selling
author of The Touch Saga, The Dare Trilogy and Games of Fire with short stories
in Whispered Beginnings: A Clever Fiction Anthology and Midnight Surrender
Anthology. When she's not hammering away at the keyboard, she can be found
banishing pirates or crawling through the attic looking for lost treasure with
her kids. She loves baking, gardening and reading. She also likes to travel and
take pictures of everything she comes across. When asked, Airicka describes
herself as a sarcastic basket case that has an unhealthy addiction to
chocolate, old movies and really bad jokes. She loves to laugh, make friends
and write. If she could have one wish granted, it would be to spend one day as
a fly-on-the-wall inside Stephen King's mind. If she could have two wishes granted,
she would ask for a castle dedicated entirely to her overwhelming collection of
books. 
“I know.” The two words ghosted against the skin of her neck,
sending goose bumps down her spine. “But I want to touch you. I want to put my
hands all over you. I want to kiss every inch of you and taste you as you come
apart in my arms. I want to feel you wrapped around me with nothing but my name
on your lips and the sheets a tangled mess beneath us. I want…” He exhaled
heavily into her ear. “I want. I want. I want!”
It was purely the hard surface at her back that kept her from
sliding in a puddle at his feet. Her body thrummed. Her knees quivered. She was
so hot it was a wonder she hadn’t exploded.
“Do it, Octavian” She ghosted the tips of her fingers along the hem of his shirt. “Touch me.”
“Do it, Octavian” She ghosted the tips of her fingers along the hem of his shirt. “Touch me.”
He growled low in his throat, his forehead dropping another inch
toward her shoulder, his hair tickling the side of her face. “Be my angel,
Riley, not my siren. Don’t tempt me.”
Moistening her lips with a sweep of her tongue, Riley glided her
fingers over his belt, tracing the strip of leather to the silver buckle in the
center. She felt rather than heard his deep inhalation and the tremor that
raked his powerful body. Driven by his surrender, she used two fingers to walk over
the square carvings etched into his abdomen, biting her lip to stop the grin
that pulled when he groaned.
“I want to be both for you, Octavian,” she whispered, letting
her lips brush the curve of his shoulder.
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