Pure Hell (Seventh Level Book 1)

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Author: Charity Parkerson
Tags: paranormal romance
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she didn’t get to enjoy it for it long. He stepped into the shower hiding his yummy body from her once more. The shower curtain screeched on the rod as he yanked it closed. She didn’t roll her tongue back into her head until steam was billowing out around it. He’d left a big enough gap she could squeeze through if she tried, but she decided to give the man his peace.
    She let out a happy sigh when she noticed he’d closed the lid on the toilet and left his towel resting on top. She crossed the room and sat down. No sooner had her ass touched the towel than a low moan drifted out from behind the curtain. She shot to her feet again. She craned her neck and looked in through the gap. The sight that met her caused a moan of her own to slip past her lips. His head was tossed back and the water ran over his face before sliding down the rest of his body. With one of his hands braced against the wall for support, his free one fisted a massive erection.
    She fancied the stem was as big as her forearm and ended in a bulbous head. It was almost purple in his throes of passion and as his fingers pulled at the water slickened skin she pressed her knees together on a wave of lust.
    “Holy shit. You’re ten shades of hot,” she sighed.
    She’d never witnessed something so erotic and with a pang of longing, she realized she had also never wanted a man the way she wanted this one. In the midst of the mind-blowing scene taking place a mere three feet from her, she felt more alone than ever before. She could reach out, wrap her fingers around his cock. She could stroke him to completion but he would never know she was there. The knowledge made her death more real than anything else had.
    With her mind heading to such a dark place, it took her a second to realize his face was no longer hidden beneath the flow of water from the showerhead, instead he was staring straight ahead, directly at her. His sky blue eyes were honed in on her. A muscle ticked in his jaw as if he’d locked his back teeth together. Her gaze was transfixed and even as a jet shot from the head of his cock, she couldn’t look away from his eyes. She could swear that he could see her.
    *
    Liam dressed as quickly as possible. He had only dropped by the house long enough to take a quick shower and get a clean change of clothes. He had been passing by the bus stop on his way home when he saw the patrol officers gathered around Kylie’s body. It had been tempting to pretend as if he hadn’t seen anything since he had already been on duty for over twenty-eight hours, but this was his job. It was a calling. Running on pure adrenaline, his body and mind were wound up tight. His cell phone rang, interrupting his thoughts. Seeing Mark’s number on the caller ID, he hit the phone icon placing Mark on speaker so he could finish pulling on his clothes.
    “Yep.”
    “Is that how your momma taught you to answer the phone?”
    Liam smiled at the familiar lecture. The only reason he always answered Mark’s call in such a way was to annoy him. “We had servants for this sort of thing,” he answered by rote.
    “Un-huh. Anyhow, I found out some interesting things about Kylie Trace,” he said, fully snagging Liam’s attention.
    “Go on.”
    “Initial indications from the medical examiner are that her neck was broken, but there wasn’t a single mark on her body.”
    “How odd.”
    “Yeah, that was my thought too,” Mark agreed. “Also, it turns out, in addition to her day job at the phone company, she also worked on the side moonlighting as a medium for Madame Curion’s. It’s a spiritual advising company. It’s right around the corner from where she was waiting for the bus. I talked to the Madame Curion. According to her, Kylie possessed a genuine ability to speak to the dead. She said Kylie was the strongest psychic she’d ever met.”
    Liam’s mind stuttered to a stop before racing off in a million directions. The possibilities were endless down that road.

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