Darkest Kiss, Darkest Bliss

By Azura Ice

Shoved into a situation that tears Deirdre apart, she prays her suspicions about her husband are wrong. Glimpses of a powerful, handsome black man tantalize her, and his deep voice comes to her at unexpected times. Who is this stranger and how does he seem to always know when she needs him?

The more Malachi follows his wandering heart, the more Deirdre finds herself drawn to her ghostly companion.

Soon it’s clear her husband has no intention of rectifying his playboy ways, so Deirdre turns her grandmother’s book of Voodoo and faerie magic for help. Can she summon the power to keep Malachi with her...or will true love and magic from long ago release a new and powerful love?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Decadent Publishing
• Release date: Aug 21, 2012
• ISBN: 9781613333471

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Darkest Kiss, Darkest Bliss

Smashwords Edition

Copyright © 2012 by Azura Ice

ISBN: 978-1-61333-347-1

Cover art by Mina Carter

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Darkest Kiss, Darkest Bliss

by

Azura Ice

Chapter One

The evening breeze brought the scent of blackberry blossoms and mown hay to Deirdre. She sat on the porch with a kettle in her lap, the pan’s bottom covered in a thick layer of broken verdant bodies. Green bean strings and ends dropped unheeded to the porch planks instead of into the paper bag by her chair.

The portable phone rang. She retrieved it from its place between her chair and her hip. She didn’t need to look at the Caller ID to know who it was.

Didn’t I tell you he was with her again? His bass voice sent a thrill through her.

Yes, she replied, her heart heavy. You did.

Do it tonight, Deirdre.

I can’t. She shook her head. I just can’t. I married him, and he should have a chance to change his ways.

You’re only torturing yourself. He doesn’t love you. What other proof do you need?

Everyone deserves a second chance. She blinked away tears.

A sigh drifted over the phone line. I love you.

Malachi is my husband. I’ve never seen you.

You love me. You know you do. I’m the one who listens to you, who cares about your feelings. Is he ever there when you need him?

The line clicked, and she laid the phone down with a troubled sigh.

Over the past month, her husband had come home twice around midnight. On five other nights, he arrived during the wee hours of morning. Tonight made the eighth broken promise.

Finished with the green beans, she rose and stomped into the house with the kettle and bag. The screen door slapped shut, echoing her foul mood. Faint strains of