Sweet Evil (The Sweet Trilogy #1)

“Hands off, Mister!”

“You’re gonna need to learn your drinking limits. I don’t want you to end up in a situation where you don’t know your boundaries.”
“How am I supposed to learn?”
“You drink. Under my supervision. Well figure out how much you can handle in a certain amount of time, and practice controlling it so you can stay coherent and not get drunk.”

“...but even the devout have weaknesses. The demons have to take different measures with different cultures, because some are more accepting of sin, while others are stricter. It’s all a matter of semantics and presentation. They come up with ingenious ways to promote pain and apathy, kind of like marketing schemes. Seek pleasure. Eat, drink, and be merry. Carpe diem.”

“...but even the devout have weaknesses. The demons have to take different measures with different cultures, because some are more accepting of sin, while others are stricter. It’s all a matter of semantics and presentation. They come up with ingenious ways to promote pain and apathy, kind of like marketing schemes. Seek pleasure. Eat, drink, and be merry. Carpe diem.”

He was smoking hot. As in H-O-T-T, hott. I’d never understood until that moment why girls insisted on adding an extra t. This guy was extra-t-worthy. – Anna, Sweet Evil, ARC pg.10

Good gracious, he was sexy – a word that had no existed in my personal vocabulary until now. - Anna, Sweet Evil, ARC, pg. 18

Running had become my new pastime five weeks ago, after I’d read how my body is the “temple of my soul.” Healthy temple: check.

Running had become my new pastime five weeks ago, after I’d read how my body is the “temple of my soul.” Healthy temple: check.

“They only think they like me because they don’t know me,” I said.

Being able to hear and see and smell everything within a one-mile radius was major sensory overload.

“That guy, the drummer? Get this. He’s a killer musician, he gets tons of chicks, his dad’s loaded, and as if that wasn’t enough, he’s got a friggin’ English accent!”

[about his name] Kai, like Thai, only yummier. Gah! Who was this girl invading my brain?

Good gracious, he was sexy—a word that had not existed in my personal vocabulary until that moment.

I tried to focus on his words and not his luxuriously accented voice, which made everything sound lovely.

Gosh, his eyes were gorgeous—the color of tropical honeymoon waters ringed in dark sapphire and enclosed by thick lashes.

“Then what am I?” I asked with apprehension.
“Your parents were angels.”

Being able to hear and see and smell everything within a one-mile radius was major sensory overload. And unfortunately, perfect health did not make me immune to pain.

"I had a tattoo once," said Kaidan. "Last year, just before we left England."

"What do you mean, you had 'once'?"

"Bloody thing was gone by the morning!" His voice was indignant. "Sheets were black with ink. I put myself through all that for hours, and my body just pushed it back out!"

Goodreads Summary

Embrace the Forbidden

What if there were teens whose lives literally depended on being bad influences?

This is the reality for sons and daughters of fallen angels.

Tenderhearted Southern girl Anna Whitt was born with the sixth sense to see and feel emotions of other people. She’s aware of a struggle within herself, an inexplicable pull toward danger, but Anna, the ultimate good girl, has always had the advantage of her angel side to balance the darkness within. It isn’t until she t

Goodreads Summary

Embrace the Forbidden

What if there were teens whose lives literally depended on being bad influences?

This is the reality for sons and daughters of fallen angels.

Tenderhearted Southern girl Anna Whitt was born with the sixth sense to see and feel emotions of other people. She’s aware of a struggle within herself, an inexplicable pull toward danger, but Anna, the ultimate good girl, has always had the advantage of her angel side to balance the darkness within. It isn’t until she turns sixteen and meets the alluring Kaidan Rowe that she discovers her terrifying heritage and her willpower is put to the test. He’s the boy your daddy warned you about. If only someone had warned Anna.

Forced to face her destiny, will Anna embrace her halo or her horns?

"Dukes are the only demons allowed to possess human bodies. Each
Duke commands a legion of demon whisperers who haunt the earth. The whisperers are called the Legionnaires. We sometimes just refer to them as spirits. Between the Dukes and the Legionnaires, there are six hundred and sixty-six demons on earth.”
I did the math. “So, twelve Dukes, six hundred fifty-four whisperers, or Legionnaires... where do the Nephilim figure in?”
“We’re just a by-product. We don’t count as human, but also don’t qualify as being part of the demon Legionnaires. We work for our fathers and keep our mouths shut. That’s it.”