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Fire Meet
Gasoline...
When Jess packed up her belongings and fled her small hometown in Kansas, she never looked back. Free from her family’s dark past she was finally able to pursue her lifelong dream as a professional dancer. She never expected to find herself at his door...or at his club.
Nick was unlike any other man she had ever met. Sexy…Alluring…Predatory. Dangerous. The kind of man with more secrets than even she had. Every instinct warned Jess against knowing him further, but she always did like playing with fire…
Nick Roman took one look at Jess and knew she was trouble from the very start. But something about the defiant twist of her mouth and the wide, haunted eyes of a damaged soul touched him in places he had long ago thought dead. He knew he needed to stay far away from her for his own sanity, but like a moth to a flame he was helpless to resist…
Working at Takers Gentleman's Club was the last place Jess thought she would find herself, but she quickly learned how the game was played.
See what you want, take what you can get…but at what cost?
***Fallen Angel is a mafia romance serial novel released every 6 to 8 weeks, at approximately 12000 to 15000 words each. Due to sexual content, implied and actual scenes of abuse, violence, organized crime, language and frequent illegal drug use, we recommend this to mature audiences, ages 18 and over, who are comfortable with this subject matter.***
When Jess packed up her belongings and fled her small hometown in Kansas, she never looked back. Free from her family’s dark past she was finally able to pursue her lifelong dream as a professional dancer. She never expected to find herself at his door...or at his club.
Nick was unlike any other man she had ever met. Sexy…Alluring…Predatory. Dangerous. The kind of man with more secrets than even she had. Every instinct warned Jess against knowing him further, but she always did like playing with fire…
Nick Roman took one look at Jess and knew she was trouble from the very start. But something about the defiant twist of her mouth and the wide, haunted eyes of a damaged soul touched him in places he had long ago thought dead. He knew he needed to stay far away from her for his own sanity, but like a moth to a flame he was helpless to resist…
Working at Takers Gentleman's Club was the last place Jess thought she would find herself, but she quickly learned how the game was played.
See what you want, take what you can get…but at what cost?
***Fallen Angel is a mafia romance serial novel released every 6 to 8 weeks, at approximately 12000 to 15000 words each. Due to sexual content, implied and actual scenes of abuse, violence, organized crime, language and frequent illegal drug use, we recommend this to mature audiences, ages 18 and over, who are comfortable with this subject matter.***
The
poetry of Fallen Angel by Cameron Skye.
I’ve been asked what poems remind me of the books in
my Fallen Angel: A Mafia Romance series. I loved this question and found the
challenge to be so much fun. I am an avid lover of poetry. So to get to read
through poem after poem, trying to find the right ones was just heaven for me.
So, after much thought here are the top 5 picks for
poems of Fallen Angel.
1. Enthralled
by Alfred Bryan
Teach
me to sin—
In
love's forbidden ways,
For
you can make all passion pure;
The magic lure of your sweet eyes
Each shape of sin makes virtue praise.
Teach me to sin—
Enslave me to your wanton charms,
Crush me in your velvet arms
And make me, make me love you.
Make me fire your blood with new desire,
And make me kiss you—lip and limb,
Till sense reel and pulses swim.
Aye! even if you hate me,
Teach me to sin.
The magic lure of your sweet eyes
Each shape of sin makes virtue praise.
Teach me to sin—
Enslave me to your wanton charms,
Crush me in your velvet arms
And make me, make me love you.
Make me fire your blood with new desire,
And make me kiss you—lip and limb,
Till sense reel and pulses swim.
Aye! even if you hate me,
Teach me to sin.
2. The
Greatest Gift by Alisa Anderson
moving so close in time,
your heartbeat next to mine
wanting you desperately,
you body pressed to me
holding you, loving you,
until this night is through
giving the best of me
the call of our destiny
the greatest gift, i see,
right here in front of me,
your love unconditionally,
it’s all i could want it to be.
The fire consuming us,
our heat is luminous
a mixture of love and lust
our souls so deep in trust
making me feel brand new
passion so pure and true
giving our all, no less
the key to our happiness
The greatest gift, to me
love so exclusively,
so very precious to me
so in love are we.
Closer, we merge
our souls melt into one, as we
move in a rhythm
as old as the sun
kissing me tenderly
holding me tight
there’s no one else i could
be with tonight
dancing together
in deep depths below
and then in an instant
our bodies let go
the greatest gift, to you
right here in front of you
my love unconditionally,
it’s all you will ever need.
The greatest gift to see
our love a fine symphony
the music plays on and on
forever in priceless song.
I
want to tell you a story…
And
its not of a hero shot down in the blaze of glory
This
story, is how sadness prevailed
This
story, is how justice can sometimes fail…
I’m
hoping those of you who can relate
I’m
hoping that you leave, before its much too late…
And
I’m hoping you find the peace she never got
And
I’m hoping, in you, that this cycle will finally stop…
She
stayed
Because
her baby wasn’t grown
She
stayed
Thought
she couldn’t make it on her own
She
stayed
She
said my man don’t love me ‘less he hit me
She
stayed
She
said if I leave, he’d come and get me
She
stayed
Because
when she tried to place that call
She
stayed
She
didn’t get no help at all
She,
never knew the gift she was
She,
only saw all her flaws
She,
never knew he had no cause
She,
thought she deserved what was done
She,
faded like a wilting flower
She,
didn’t know to claim her power
And
every minute, every hour
Was
stolen one by one
She
stayed
Each
day a new bruise on her back
She
stayed
Each
one a symbol of the mercy he lacked
She
stayed
Until
one day he hit too hard
She
stayed
Until
her spirit was finally scarred
She
stayed
Until
he took her very last breath
She
stayed
Tears
on her face even in death
She,
never knew the gift she was
She,
only saw all her flaws
She,
never knew he had no cause
She,
thought she deserved what was done
She,
faded like a wilting flower
She,
didn’t know to claim her power
And
every minute, every hour
Was
stolen one by one
The
little angel left behind
How
will she know that love is kind?
How
will she ever really find
The
truth that’s locked within her mind?
She’s
much too young to understand
That
daddy’s shouldn’t force their hand
To
issue threats or make demands
Is
she able to withstand?
She
stayed
And
now her baby girl is grown
She
stayed
Lost
the only mama she’s ever known
She
stayed
And
baby girl will never see her face,
She
stayed
And
baby girl’s memories of mama erased
She
stayed
And
daddy’s living with another
She
stayed
He
loves her like he loved her mother
She,
never knew the gift she was
She,
only saw all her flaws
She,
never knew he had no cause
She,
thought she deserved what was done
She
should have lived to tell her tale
She
could have told how she prevailed
Maybe
she’s finally found her star
I
pray, you’re at peace where you are.
4. Stupid
For You by Alisa Anderson
for just a moment
everything is cool
and i am not a fool
and i’m not in love
with you
for just a moment
everything is good
and i pack up my
heart and leave
like a smart girl
oughta should
but then the now sets
in
and I’m lost in the
sweetness of your skin
and i can’t begin to
tell you
just how this
fairytale will end
but I play the fool
again…
i’m so stupid for you
it’s ridiculously
true
and its obvious to me
just how much we shouldn’t
be,
cuz, baby, can’t you
see
that i’m so stupid
for you
and I don’t know what
to do
and the anchor of my
love
it weighs me down,
down, down, down, down...
and i’m drowning into
you...
and i’m drowning into
you...
for just a moment
everything’s ok
and i can walk away
and i can see the
light of day
for just a moment
your confession is
the truth
and i laugh at you
from upstairs
while you’re begging
in a phone booth, baby
but then the now sets
in
and i take you back
again,
my thirst for you is
endless
i could drink an
ocean of you in
and I know it’s such
a sin, but
i’m so stupid for you
it’s ridiculously
true
and its obvious to me
just how much we shouldn’t
be,
cuz, baby, can’t you
see
that i’m so stupid
for you
and I don’t know what
to do
and the anchor of my
love
it weighs me down,
down, down, down, down...
and i’m drowning into
you...
why do i keep letting
you
back in my life?
when the pain you put
me thru
it cuts me like a
knife
everytime i reach the
shore
you reel me right
back in
i know i’m just a
game to you, baby
that you always have
to win
so once more it all
begins...
i’m so stupid for you
it’s ridiculously
true
and its obvious to me
just how much we shouldn’t
be,
cuz, baby, can’t you
see
that i’m so stupid
for you
and I don’t know what
to do
and the anchor of my
love
it weighs me down,
down, down, down, down...
and i’m drowning into
you
and i don’t know what
to do
and i’m feeling so
insecure
but i’m so hungry for
more.
5. He Will Never Change by Alicia Junkins
I believe in lots of things
But I don't believe he can change
Made me believe I was in the wrong
Made me feel ashamed
When he was the blame all along
I hid my face and closed my eyes
I sat still in panic and wondered why
Why were these things happening
Why was this man doing this to me
I walk among the ones who've cried
Whose innocence was taken in a blink of an eye
At that moment I just wanted to die
Every face I saw was his in disguise
Would he come back
And attack again
Would he wait from a distance
But I don't believe he can change
Made me believe I was in the wrong
Made me feel ashamed
When he was the blame all along
I hid my face and closed my eyes
I sat still in panic and wondered why
Why were these things happening
Why was this man doing this to me
I walk among the ones who've cried
Whose innocence was taken in a blink of an eye
At that moment I just wanted to die
Every face I saw was his in disguise
Would he come back
And attack again
Would he wait from a distance
Waiting for me to be alone
Waiting for me to show him my home
He knows my face he knows my name
He's a free man that will never change.
Waiting for me to show him my home
He knows my face he knows my name
He's a free man that will never change.
So there you have it. My picks for what poems remind
me of Fallen Angel. I’d love to hear your picks, so make sure to comment.
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well...alisa did stuff and is still doing stuff. only now she has
two boys crazy enuff to want her as their mommy. hey, at least she tried to
warn them, so her job is done. she doesn’t like to capitalize, partially
because she likes how lower case letters look visually, but mostly out of
laziness. please don't judge. it could be you. and she would say, hey. you're
alright, buddy. you're ok in my book. now c'mere for a hug. the hug might be
pushing it. air kiss? you are strangers, after all, with only a mutual love of
poor grammar.
she lives for a world full of controllable anatomically correct,
android men programmed to meet her specific feminine needs (wink, wink, nudge,
nudge with a big waggle of the eyebrows). who look like the rock. and ian
somerhalder. and idris elba. and that's it she promises. variety. gotta have
variety, right?
but alas...apparently that exists only in johanna lindsey's
genius mind. so until then, she enjoys her incredibly warped sense of humor.
she reads tons of erotica and romantic, drippy goo that makes her heart go
pitter patter. then she thought, hey. what, she said to herself. (softly, of
course, so no one finds out she is indeed, 2 nuts short of a fruitcake) maybe
you should write this stuff too. maybe someone will like it and maybe buy it.
so she said, huh, you think? then she said, well...yeah, i wouldn't have
suggested it...(inserts sarcastic tone) and then she was like lose the attitude,
ok? then she was all, would you just shut up and write, already? sheesh! and
she did. :)
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