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Angel in Heat

by J. Hali Steele

Angel in Heat - J. Hali Steele
Editions:Kindle - First Edition: $ 1.99
Pages: 60

Good and evil walk hand in hand.

Hot, sexy times and instalove in mysterious places. Angels and demons love faster and harder for as long as they can because they know—a being more powerful can change their lives in the blink of an eye.

Raziel Eden swiftly learns to blend in with humans and demons after being cast from Heaven by a stronger archangel who, for all his holiness, should reside in Hell. Raz’s club, MystEden, is a den of iniquity frequented by beings from both realms. Earth has become his private playground and he delights in tasting its many fruits though Raziel would trade it all to travel heavenward. Then a monster from Hell walks into his club; a satanic minion who captivates Raz with beauty and innocence.

Surge Oberon possesses knowledge of many enigmas but he yearns to sit at Lucifer’s right hand wielding identical powers of an angelic counterpart, archangel Raziel, Heaven’s excommunicated keeper of secrets. He must convince Raziel to trade one confidence, a tale Surge’s master plans using to regain his throne in Heaven. What part will Surge play in Hell’s hierarchy should Satan succeed?

Two beings seeking a path home—only one can win their battle of wits.

Contains religious themes some will find offensive. #drama #explicit #gay #HEA #instalove #lgbtq #paranormal #religerotica #shortstory #travel

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Publisher: Independently Published
Pairings: M-M
Heat Level: 5
Romantic Content: 4
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: Ageless/Immortal
Protagonist 2 Age: Ageless/Immortal
Protagonist 3 Age: Ageless/Immortal
Tropes: Arranged Pairing, Class Differences, InstaLove / Love at First Sight
Word Count: 14500
Setting: USA, Hellam, PA; Downingtown, PA; Pearblossom, CA; Topanga, CA; Reno; NV; Round Mountain, NV; Norway, Jan Mayen Is.
Languages Available: English

Gabriel recalled: Practice sinning, you are of the devil. He sinned from the beginning.

Gabriel delighted in time spent in his earthly abode. A vacation from back biting occurring among angels on high. Peace, quiet, and the luscious smell of a myriad of flowers blooming in his garden. Water flowed behind him making a joyful noise as it trickled over rocks in his manmade waterfall.

Wondrous scents, tinkling water, nothing disguised foul odor of the creature slinking onto his private grounds. Its hiss withered beautiful roses, shrubs turned brown and became mottled with disease. “Uncoil, snake, and show yourself. Perhaps you’ve taken a wrong turn because this is not that garden.”

“Gabriel. Always rude.”

“What do you seek, Satan?”

Flopping into a nearby chair, he said, “You know I despise Satan.”


“Right. I forgot. You go by Lu nowadays.” He refused to be nice. “Is it spelled L E W, L U, maybe both are short for Lucy.”

“I don’t give a shit what order you place letters in as long as the right name falls from your pretty and pouty pink lips.” Cackling decimated a few more prized plants. “Lu or Lucifer works but if you call me Lucy again, I’ll leave earth beneath your feet infested with plague and it will be a hundred years before you see another blossom sprout. Not even a blade of grass.”

“Try it, bitch, and you won’t see sunlight for the same length of time plus a day.” Facing him, Gabriel didn’t attempt to stem color rushing to his cheeks. “See what you do? In your presence for mere minutes and I’m cursing. What the fuck do you want?”

“I want that book.”

“Will never happen.”

“You don’t know Surge.”

“He is young and I’m aware he is not the reincarnation of a powerful and ancient demon long gone from your sphere.” Angling until he drew close enough to the devil to smell souls burning in Hell, Gabriel warned, “I don’t know what manipulating you’ve along those lines but do not underestimate Raziel.”

“How’d you know about Surgat? You motherfuckers.”

Gabe saw through the devil’s ruse. “You picked one of your followers with a similar name.” Feigning nonchalance he didn’t feel, Gabe added, “How stupid even for you, Lucifer.”

“I will have it, Gabe. You and your high and mighty bunch can’t stop me.”

“Ahh, my wayward brother.” Lucifer was left standing alone in the archangel’s ruined garden. Gabriel’s words were delivered on a cool breeze—We won’t have to.

Sinful from the beginning, Lucifer remained devious.


Lucifer was disappointed: Very well, then, everything he has is in your power, but on the man himself do not lay a finger.

“Fucking hell, to what do I owe this honor?”

“I didn’t come to kiss your hot ass.” Michael flopped into a chair fanning himself. “How do you stand this hellhole?”

“Bitch, please. You put me here.” Watched Michael pick at his fingernails for what felt like an eternity. “There’s a charge involved for sucking up my heat.”

In a flash, Michael had him pinned against a wall. “You will leave the boy and his mind alone.”

Not afraid, Lucifer pronounced, “You are in my house and He will never let you kill me.”

Blue eyes bore into Lu. “True, but he won’t stop me from shoving that grimoire you took from Pope Honorius so far up your ass, you’ll spout bungled Latin prayers for the rest of your days. Ancestors from the same area, the young man carries a name similar to Surgat but he is not even a distant relation and if you tinkered with that, well, we’ll see.” He released Lucifer and walked to study a picture on the wall. “Beautiful.” Michael jerked around. “You had no need to breach a lock as you could have gone anywhere in His universe unhindered. There was no use for magical spells or knowledge of necromancy. With more power than any of us, why would you come against Him and squander everything?”

“You don’t understand.”

“Lucifer, she was never meant for Adam which is why Eve was fashioned.” He looked back at the picture. “Lilith will come home when you grant her free will.”

“And make her as humans are? Never. Get. Out.”

“Heed my words.” Sadness darkened blue eyes. “You can never come home.” Michael dissolved into smoke which a cool breeze dissipated.

Surge, a resident of Hell, remained in Satan’s power. But I can’t harm him.


Religious themes throughout with explicit sexual situations involving angels and demons.

About the Author

J. Hali Steele wishes she could grow fur, wings, or fangs, so she can stay warm, fly, or just plain bite the crap out of... Well, she can't do those things but she wishes she could! Multi-published author of Romance including Contemporary, LGBTQ, Paranormal, and ReligErotica stories where humans, vampyres, shapeshifters and angels often collide—they collide a lot! When J. Hali's not writing or reading, she can be found snuggled in front of the TV with a cat in her lap, and a cup of coffee.

My Quotes:

Growl and roar—it's okay to let the beast out. – J. Hali Steele

Death is overrated as punishment. – J. Hali Steele (from The Descendants)

Life is complicated, it’s loud, death arrives silently. – J. Hali Steele (from Twice the Burn)