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Uriel's Descent
by Allyson Lindt
Ubiquity Book One
Ronnie has the job any entry-level angel or demon would sell their soul for—retrieval analyst for the largest search engine in the world. Ubiquity is a joint initiative between heaven and hell. Because what better way to track all of humanity’s secrets, both good and bad, than direct access to their web browsing habits?

She might appreciate the position a little more if: a) she could remember anything about her life before she started working at Ubiquity, b) the damned voice in her head would just shut up already, and c) her boss weren’t a complete control freak.

On top of that, her best friends are acting strange—researching coconuts in Fiji? Her mentor, Lucifer, is acting cryptic—more so than normal. And the two most powerful angels in history are there whenever she turns around—Gabriel seducing her, and Michael pushing her away. Worse, Ronnie’s in danger of falling for Michael. Not a good idea…because demons and angels don’t date.

Ronnie’s struggling to keep her sanity and job, while stopping the voice in her head from stealing her life. She almost misses the boredom of retrieval analysis at Ubiquity.
Almost.
Note: Originally published by Acelette Press in June 2014 as Uriel's Fall by Loralie Hall (Allyson Lindt's alter ego). It has been updated with new material and new points of view and has been newly edited.

Genre: Urban Fantasy
Content/Theme(s): Angels, Demons, Romantic elements
Release Date: May 13, 2016
Publisher: Acelette Press

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“I’m wounded you didn’t remember me.” Gabe’s low voice rumbled against Ronnie’s neck as his chest pressed into her back. He rested his hand at her hip, holding her close.

With every new touch, desire pulsed through her veins. How did she forget something like this? She leaned into him, memorizing the texture of his shirt against her bare shoulder blades. Her skin burned with exquisite agony for each new touch. It thrummed through her, beating in time with her heart.

“If I had a choice, you’d be the last thing I forgot.” Why did she say that? This moment, each sensation—it was all incredible, but there was a lot implied in that statement.

“Hmm…” The vibration tickled her skin. “You do have a choice.”

“If that’s true, why hasn’t someone told me?” She didn’t want to talk. She wanted him to roam her body. Glide under her clothes. Caress every inch of her.

“I’m telling you now.” He slid his hand under her tank top and rested it on her stomach.

A few inches higher, and he’d brush her breasts. Her nipples hardened at the nearness. “You could have told me before.”

“I didn’t feel like I had your full attention.” He wrapped his fingers around her wrist, rough and demanding, and spun her to face him. Dark hair, clean-shaven, Michael stared back, not Gabe.

Shock rolled through her. That hadn’t been Michael’s voice, though. She’d only talked to each of them once, but she knew… Didn’t she? She didn’t. She’d forgotten what each man sounded like. This had always been Michael. She only loved him. Only desired his touch. Need filled her. To sink back into him. To run her hands over his entire frame.

He rested a hand on the small of her back, the other cupping her cheek. “I swore I would move mountains for you if I had to.” He sought her mouth with his, and the feather light kiss rushed through her, making her head swim. It was gentle, undemanding, and all-consuming.

He broke away enough to trace his thumb over her lips. Each new caress tingled under her skin.

“That I would surrender everything—eternity, glory—all of it. For you… I lied.” His voice shifted to a quiet snarl.

“What…? No.” The words cut deeper than she expected. Were those tears pricking her eyelids? Why did that sting so much? Sharp agony tore through her gut. A physical pain, it might as well have been rending her in two. She gasped and choked on a thick liquid. Stepping back, she looked down. His sword was buried to the hilt in her stomach, dark red pooling around it and spilling over his blade and hand.

His gaze bored into her. “There is no redemption for what you’ve done. Never forget that.”

The edges of her vision blurred and faded, blackening as she sank to her knees. She didn’t know which hurt more, his words or his blade. Though the pain in her middle faded, the one in her chest throbbed harder.
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Selling Seduction	Graphically Novel	Too Goode to be True

The #5Star Affair	Toeing the Line	His Conspiracy Girl	His Rock & Roll Girl

Conflict of Interest	Denial of Interest	Breaching His Defenses	Sheltering His Desire	Securing Her Surrender

Will Game for Cookies	Roll Against Discovery	Roll Against Regret	Roll Against Trust

Paranormal & Loving it!	Sexy to Go Valentine's Day 2016	Sexy to Go Vol 12	Sexy to Go Christmas 2015 Ed