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Everlasting chapter 1

Everlasting chapter 1

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Published by Tmonique Stephens
Kill the beast.
Save your brother.
Win your freedom from the Goddess of the Dead.
No problem for a 2000 year old warrior.
Falling in love with the cop trying to arrest you?
Problem.
REIGN NICOLIS
There’s blood on my hands. So much blood that I dream and drown in it. A mercenary, I was born to kill. Trained to show mercy to none, now I’m haunted by those who have fallen beneath my blade. Their ghostly shapes dog my footstep, relentless in their torture to make me suffer for what I was put on this earth to do two thousand years ago.
Kill.
Thrilled by blood, I’m afraid of what I’ve become. I’ve never enjoyed it, never sought it until a bargain with the Goddess of the dead forces me to take up the blade again. In order to defeat the beast and save my twin, I will have to become the thing I hate—De Mortem. The Scourge.

ALEXIS LEVER
A poor excuse for a beauty queen and an even poorer excuse for a homicide detective. Alexis Lever’s career is in shambles. Only twenty-four, she’s the youngest on The Village Strangler task force. But she hasn’t earned her rank, at least not in the eyes of the NYPD. A fluke test gains her a gold shield and the contempt of the department. Her only chance at redemption is to discover what happened to the body of Daniel Nicolis. To do that she’ll have to thwart two men: Roman Nicolis and Reign Nicolis. Both belong in jail, but one has stolen her heart.
Kill the beast.
Save your brother.
Win your freedom from the Goddess of the Dead.
No problem for a 2000 year old warrior.
Falling in love with the cop trying to arrest you?
Problem.
REIGN NICOLIS
There’s blood on my hands. So much blood that I dream and drown in it. A mercenary, I was born to kill. Trained to show mercy to none, now I’m haunted by those who have fallen beneath my blade. Their ghostly shapes dog my footstep, relentless in their torture to make me suffer for what I was put on this earth to do two thousand years ago.
Kill.
Thrilled by blood, I’m afraid of what I’ve become. I’ve never enjoyed it, never sought it until a bargain with the Goddess of the dead forces me to take up the blade again. In order to defeat the beast and save my twin, I will have to become the thing I hate—De Mortem. The Scourge.

ALEXIS LEVER
A poor excuse for a beauty queen and an even poorer excuse for a homicide detective. Alexis Lever’s career is in shambles. Only twenty-four, she’s the youngest on The Village Strangler task force. But she hasn’t earned her rank, at least not in the eyes of the NYPD. A fluke test gains her a gold shield and the contempt of the department. Her only chance at redemption is to discover what happened to the body of Daniel Nicolis. To do that she’ll have to thwart two men: Roman Nicolis and Reign Nicolis. Both belong in jail, but one has stolen her heart.

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CHAPTER ONE
Firm lips kissed the delicate spot above her collarbone as if he knew that would drive her crazy. She grabbed onto his broad shoulders. Her nipples tightened. Desire coiled low in her groin. His long, midnight hair brushed her hand. She threaded her fingers through the silky strands and arched, bringing her nipples into contact with his hard pecs. Need shot through her.More pulsed with her body.His lips stroked up the column of her neck. She turned her head, giving him completeaccess to the sensitive skin. He chuckled, a deep, sensual sound that reverberated through her and made her want to hear him laugh. A velvety touch circled the shell of her ear. She giggled and twisted her head to get away, bringing their lips within centimeters of contact. Would he finally kiss her? Through the fall of his hair, she glimpsed his eyes.
 
Deep ocean blue. Her lungs struggled for air as shedrowned in their watery depths.His hands tightened on her bare hips. Her legs parted and slid up his muscular thighs.She was more than ready for him.He said 
her name. Whispered it. “Alexis. Wake up.” 
 
Detective Alexis Lever’s shot straight up in her bed. Her breath hitched
and her heartrate ran a marathon in her chest.Wow.
 
 
She’d dreamed of him before, but never s
o vivid. He was always shrouded. Shadowsmasking his face, and a great distance separated them. Tonight, she felt his touch, glimpsed hisface.
“It was just a dream.” She heaved a disappointed sigh and
adjusted her twisted flannel
P.J.’s
.A breeze fluttered the curtains and stirred the surprisingly thick October air. A putridodor flooded the small the bedroom. Gagging, Alexis pressed a fist to her lips as her heartkicked into another gallop. Her gaze darted around the moonlight dappled bedroom of her
grandmother’s house.
 No one lurked.
The raised hairs on the back of her neck didn’t buy it.
She reached for her gun, slid thecovers off, and slipped from the bed. Her thoughts turned to Daniel Nicolis, The VillageStrangler. The last time she had seen h
im he was climbing out the freezer at the M.E.’s office
like it was an Olympic sport. The department was in deep denial. They claimed he must not
have been dead. Yeah, it’d happened before, but how many walking dead had taken a header
out of a high story window. And the person that gave him the final shove was stash in here,sleeping in the opposite bedroom.It could be him, back to even the score.She opened her bedroom door and eased out. The dim hall smelled of carpet fresh froma recent vacuuming.
 
Alexis raced across. Please don't tell her she had led Stella Walker, the only survivor of The Village Strangler, into a death trap. If anything happened to Stella, Alexis Lever, NYPDdetective could kiss her career bye bye.She yanked open the door to her childhood bedroom.Empty. The bed neatly made.Stella Walker was gone. Not only was Alexis not supposed to take a witness into her
home, she damn sure wasn’t supposed to lose her.
So much for her good intentions. Sheslammed her fist onto the dresser rattling the antique perfume bottles. If only Stella had stayed
in protective custody and hadn’t decided to go it on her own, Alexis would still be asleep.
 
The rumble of an engine drew her to the window. Headlights off, a sleek sports car creptdown the street to the cul-de-sac and parked across the street. The car door swung open and
Roman Nicolis stepped from the dark interior. The weak streetlight didn’t soften his hard face.
Neither did the leather coat hide his muscular frame. How had he found them at her
grandmother’s house?
 The floorboards squeaked in the living room and the rusty hinges of the front doorsquealed. Stella raced from the house and into his arms. It was amazing how some women fellfor a criminal. And make no mistake, Roman Nicolis was a criminal.He held Stella close. Not even air separated them. Then he kissed her
.Must be nice to have someone care that much. Someone that would follow you to theend of the earth and back.
 
Wouldn’t be her though. That helpless female thing some women

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