Eve of Sin City

Eve of Sin City

illustration by gordon crabb

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“. . . there was given to me a thorn in my flesh, a messenger of Satan, to torment me.”




Evangeline Hollis eyed the hard-hat-wearing kappa demon presently holding two wallpaper samples against the wall.

“You know,” she said, mostly to herself, “I always thought ‘Sin City’ was just a nickname.”

“Ms. Hollis.” Raguel Gadara’s voice was laced with the resignation of a long-suffering parent. Softened by the resonance unique to all the archangels, it still chastised effectively. “Focus, please.”

Eve shot a wry glance at her boss. How the hell was she supposed to focus on wallpaper patterns when there was an Infernal in the room? She didn’t care that the kappa worked for Gadara Enterprises. All demons who’d defected to the Celestial side were secretly on the lookout for anything that would win back Satan’s favor. Knocking out an archangel would do the trick.

If anything bad happened to the archangel Raguel on her watch . . .

Shaking off the thought, Eve forced herself to concentrate on the task at hand. Working for Raguel Gadara—real estate magnate extraordinaire and owner of the Mondego Resort in Las Vegas—had once been a career dream of hers. The reality was more of a nightmare. Her years of interior design education and experience had been relegated to the sidelines of her “real” job: demon bounty hunting.

“The pale blue with lilies,” she decided, cocking her head to one side. In her previous secular life, she’d be sporting Manolo Blahnik stilettos and a pinstriped skirt. As a Mark—one of thousands of sinners drafted via the Mark of Cain to kill demons on God’s behalf—she was wearing Doc Martens and yoga pants. The thick, straight black hair she’d inherited from her Japanese mother was pulled back in a simple, braided ponytail. Those who were unfortunate enough to be “marked” never knew when they’d be called into service. It was best to be prepared for everything, all the time.

“Serene choice.” Gadara gave an approving, regal nod. “A nice dichotomy to the casino.”

“A refuge from the insanity. If it takes guests longer to wear out, they might extend their stay. In theory.”

He flashed a smile that nearly blinded her. His pearly white teeth were brilliant framed by his chocolate-hued skin. For a moment, Eve was arrested by his appearance. His dark flesh was burnished by the golden sheen that distinguished archangels, making him beautiful to look upon. Awe-inspiring, and sometimes frightening. Celestial power thrummed through the air around him, creating a nearly irresistible compulsion to cede to anything he requested.

She shook that off, too.

The kappa lowered the wallpaper and popped a bubble of gum. Since Marks weren’t vigilantes, working with demons who hadn’t yet “crossed the line” was inevitable in the course of conducting secular business. But she didn’t have to like it. The stench of their rotting souls was worse than decomposition. Without the Mark of Cain, she’d be queasy now. One of the boons of the mark was the precision with which her body functioned—she no longer had physical reactions to most stimuli, emotional or otherwise.

“I also prefer the solid gray-blue carpeting,” Eve went on. “It’ll need to be cleaned more than a patterned pile, so we should restrict its use to the suites, but the color will add to the feeling of serenity.”

“Did you gravitate toward blue in your own home decor?”

She shook her head. “I used a lot of neutrals. I didn’t want anything to compete with my view of the beach.”

Her oceanfront apartment in Huntington Beach, California, was her refuge from the world at large, a world in which Infernals lived alongside mortals who were blissfully ignorant. Such was the life she lived now, having her Big Mac served by faeries and her car detailed by werewolves.

“Understandable.” Gadara’s smile widened. “The hand of God is incomparable.”

She let that little dig roll off her. As a former agnostic, she was now forced to acknowledge a higher power. However, she certainly didn’t fall into the ranks of the devout. Too many of the Lord’s decisions were ones she disagreed with, and his lack of attention to detail chafed. The oversight of the day-to-day operations of the marked system was left in the hands of the seraphim. Like the American judicial system, there were bondsmen (the archangels), dispatchers (malakhim), and bounty hunters (Marks like her). God was content with occasional vague memos.

Gadara gestured for the kappa to proceed with Eve’s selection. Then, the archangel set his hand at the small of her back and urged her toward the open door leading to the corridor. “Will dinner at seven be acceptable?”

He wasn’t coming on to her or making a request. Gadara liked to keep her close for the same reason all angels and demons went out of their way to get to her: they wanted to irritate the two men in her life—Cain and Abel. The brothers went by the names Alec Cain and Reed Abel in present day, but they were the infamous siblings of biblical legend nevertheless. Gadara was as ruthlessly ambitious as the other archangels, and she was a unique advantage to him because pulling her strings kept both Cain and Abel toeing his line.

“She’s not available tonight, Raguel.” The low, deep voice that intruded sent a mental shiver of awareness through Eve.

If not for the mark’s regulatory effect on her body, she’d have goose bumps. Alec Cain was her mentor in the marked system and the love of her life. He’d roared into her life on a Harley when she was almost eighteen, and by the time he left her behind she was madly in love and no longer a virgin. She’d still been comparing other men to him ten years later when Reed Abel entered her life and branded her with the Mark of Cain. That started a triangular relationship she’d once thought would be impossible for her.

Actually, she thought wryly, it was impossible. In every way. Being the latest point of contention in the oldest sibling rivalry in history was a tremendous pain in the ass.

Turning her head, Eve watched Alec approach with his quick, sure-footed stride. Of course he suffered none of the effects of teleportation that she—a lowly Mark—did. That would be fair; God didn’t play fair.

“Why are you here, Cain?” Gadara couldn’t have sounded more reproving.

“With all the Infernal activity in the area, you have to ask?” He raked Eve with a blatantly sexual glance. “More importantly, I miss my girl. You’ve monopolized her long enough. Tonight, she’s mine.”

She smiled at the way he purred his last sentence. He was trouble and made no effort to hide it. His well-worn jeans, scuffed steel-toed boots, and overlong hair warned women to tread carefully where he was concerned. The “bad boy” look wasn’t an affectation by any means. Alec was the original and most ferocious of all the Marks. He was also God’s primary enforcer. Every other Mark took orders from mal’akh “handlers,” but he took his orders directly from the Almighty himself.

Gadara bared his teeth in a gesture an idiot might think was a smile. “I believe Ms. Hollis intends to be present at the pre-opening of the Two to Tango club this evening.”

“It’s done?” Alec wrapped her in a bear hug. “Can’t wait to see it, Angel.”

Evangeline. Eve. Angel. A nickname only he ever used. He still said it with the seductive rumble that had landed her in this Mark of Cain mess to begin with. There were a lot of reasons why she loved him, but that nickname and the way he showed such pride in her accomplishments were definitely at the top of her list.

“And I can’t wait to see you in a tux,” she teased.

He groaned. “The things I do for you.”

The thought of him in a tuxedo made her hot. Alec was like skydiving—the thrill of the fall was addicting, despite knowing the ground was rushing up to meet you.

Her smile faded as his look of discomfort took on an unmistakable edge. His left biceps twitched, telling her his mark was burning—Heaven’s way of calling Marks into service.

“Uh-oh,” she said.

“Shit.” Alec glared at Gadara.

“As you said”—the archangel shrugged innocently, but grinned like the Cheshire Cat—“the Infernal activity in the area is unusually brisk.”

Eve gave a playful tug to Alec’s belt loops. She hated it when he went out, knowing that one day he might not make it back to her, but she kept those fears to herself. Knowing she was scared for him would only fuck with his head at a time when he needed to be totally on his game. “You know where to find me when you’re done.”

He used the mental connection between mentor and Mark to share the vulnerability he had to hide from others. Damn it. I miss you.

Don’t let me distract you, she admonished.

Giving a curt nod, he shifted away, disappearing from her grip as if he’d never been there at all. For a moment, Eve envied him. She hadn’t been called out on a hunt since she’d arrived in Las Vegas a month ago. Occasionally, she wondered if Reed—who was her handler—was deliberately keeping her out of service (and therefore, out of harm’s way), but that wasn’t his style. Unlike his brother, he lived for rules. No matter what his feelings for her were, he wouldn’t let them get in the way of his job.

“You feel restless.” Gadara caught her elbow in a gentle grip. “I assure you, your hiatus is not deliberate.”

“Don’t get excited,” she muttered. “It doesn’t mean I like this gig. I’m still going to find a way out.”

Gadara wisely held his tongue, but his dark eyes sparkled with amusement. He led her toward the bank of elevators located down the corridor. An empty car was waiting, since the entire wing was closed for renovation. Within a few short moments, they were exiting onto the lobby floor.

As the doors slid open, a deluge of sensory input poured into the enclosed space—the merry dinging of slot machines, the putrid odor of rotting souls, and frequent shouts from both joyous and distraught gamblers. Eve wondered how gambling fit into a divine plan, since the income from all of Gadara’s various enterprises funded the activities and living expenses of the Marks under his command. The archangel was effectively serving a 24/7 all-you-can-eat buffet to Infernals; the desperation, avarice, and desolation filling Las Vegas drew them like ants to honey. Basically, the archangel was using demons to help fund the killing of demons. Poetic justice? Or a sick joke? She couldn’t decide.

“I took the liberty,” Gadara said, “of having a selection of gowns delivered to your suite.”

Eve’s nose wrinkled. She hated to be indebted to him for anything, especially calculated kindness. On the other hand, she disliked herself for taking her wariness to the extreme and being ungrateful. “Thank you.”

He nodded.

“But,” she qualified, “I have some suitable cocktail dresses of my own.”

“Ballroom dancing in a cocktail dress?”

“I can’t ballroom dance.” She shrugged at his widened eyes. “It’s not something the average girl learns, you know.”

“You are not average.”

As they passed the front desk en route to the elevators that accessed her wing of the property, Eve noticed the proliferation of Elvis impersonators clogging the registration area.

She whistled. “And that’s not an average number of Elvises. Or is it Elvi?”

“International Elvis Week,” he explained, pointing to a banner stretching across the casino ceiling.

“I’d like to see Elvis ballroom dance.”

“That could be arranged.”

Eve’s brows rose. “Really?”

Gadara’s smile was mischievous. “Seven o’clock, Ms. Hollis.”

Two Marks in black garb approached and flanked him. The personal guards of the archangels were impressive by any estimation; Eve gladly handed Gadara’s care over to them.

Knowing he was safe, she worked her way through the throng of jumpsuit-clad impersonators and hit the button for the elevator. She had a new club to open and a night with Alec to look forward to. As crappy as her day had been so far, things were definitely looking up.

She decided not to think about how that usually meant things were about to take a turn for the worse. . . .




Gadara towered over Eve with his hand extended to her. “Dancing with me is not optional.”

Eve remained seated and crossed her arms. “I told you, I don’t know how.”

“But I do.”

“I’m a quick study, but I’m not that quick,” she argued. “It takes a week for the stars on Dancing with the Stars to learn one dance.”

The popular reality television show was the inspiration for the creation of the Two to Tango club. Using the basic setup from the show as a launching point, Eve had gone with 1930s’/1940s’ Big Band retro decor throughout, then shaken things up a bit by using the same hardwood of the dance floor to create meandering trails around the booths and tables. Professional dancers in costume whirled along the paths, providing entertainment to all the patrons no matter where they were seated while also encouraging them to participate. For a designer with her level of experience, such a highly visible project was a major gift.

Satan wasn’t the only one who traded dreams for souls. The archangels read from the same book, after all.

Gadara’s lips pursed. “Your lack of faith is your greatest hindrance. Your welfare on this earth is entirely in my hands. You must trust me.”

“I died!” She had no intention of ever letting him forget it, since he was the one who’d put her in the line of fire before she was fully trained.

“Ms. Hollis.” The exasperation was back in his tone. “Dance with me.”

Celestial command resonated through his words, creating a compulsion strong enough to make her stand.

Eve glared at him. “The Jedi mind trick isn’t cool when you’re using it on me.”

A hand reached between them to catch her wrist. Her gaze followed the line of a tuxedo-clad arm, then moved across a broad shoulder before coming to rest at warm brown eyes.

Reed Abel’s smile was slow and seductive. “Hey, babe.”

She inhaled sharply, struck by how handsome he was. The resemblance to his brother was unmistakable, but they were very different men. The reaction she had to each was unique, yet equally powerful. “Hey.”

Gadara looked prepared to argue about the intrusion, then changed course and stepped back. He never gave an inch unless there was something in it for him. In this case, she guessed he wanted to facilitate aggravating Alec.

The archangels got their kicks where they could.

Reed tugged her toward the dance floor. “You did a great job. This place is impressive.”

“Thank you. So are you.” No one wore Armani like Reed. He was always impeccable, from his perfect precision haircut to his custom designer suits. While Alec was rough-and-tumble, Reed was smooth and polished. But only on the outside. On the inside, Alec was more stable. Reed was best described as volatile, especially in regards to his feelings for her.

He checked her out and gave a low appreciative whistle. “It takes work to do you justice.”

She smiled. The peacock blue dress she’d selected was brilliantly hued, yet simply designed, allowing the vibrant color to take center stage. Even jewelry would have been too much, so she’d gone mostly without. Her only adornments were a necklace worn as an anklet and the diamond ring on her left hand—two pieces of jewelry she never removed—and her only cosmetics were mascara and lip gloss. She’d dressed up for her own enjoyment, just to feel like her old self for an hour or two, but she was still glad he liked it.

When they reached the edge of the dance floor, he bowed elegantly. “Dance with me.”

Eve groaned at the images filling his mind: thoughts of beautifully skilled and expert maneuvers she wasn’t capable of. As her handler, he had the same mental access to her as Alec did, making her brain the brothers’ closest connection since childhood. Which was a real bitch for her.

“Give me a few years,” she said dryly. “Maybe I’ll find the time to fit in some lessons.”

“Do you trust me?”

She shot him an arch glance. With her life, yes. With everything else, not so much.

“We’re in public,” he purred. “So I have to keep it clean.”

Eve took the few steps required to become enfolded in his embrace. “Don’t get fancy, and you might be able to walk away from this without a limp.”

Reed laughed, a full-throated sound that did things to her it shouldn’t. “Let me lead and we’ll be fine.”

Setting her hand in his, she opened the mental connection between them. He caught her waist and shot a meaningful glance at the band conductor. Eve barely registered the first notes of a passionate tempo before she was swept away.

While the music flowed around them, he weaved his thoughts through hers. He did so effortlessly, sinuously. She knew each step before she took it, as if she’d always known it, as if the moves were natural to her. It was an Argentine tango, fierce and sexy, and Reed was delicious with it. With his confident and elegant movements, their dance was almost like having sex with their clothes on.

The rush was intense. There were only two stimuli capable of overriding the physical throttle of the mark—arousal and bloodlust. By the time he ended the dance with a dip that bent her almost to the floor, Eve was breathless.

He lowered his head. His mouth hovered a hair’s breadth away from hers.

Tense with expectation, she licked her lips and waited for the kiss she knew was coming. . . .

. . . Then her mark began to burn.

“You suck,” she complained, since he was the one responsible for calling her into service.

Reed winked and straightened. “Time to get to work, babe.”




“Time to get to work, babe,” Eve parroted under her breath. She paused on the threshold of the corridor that emptied into the casino and set her hands on her hips. “Smug bastard.”

I caught that, Reed chided. Watch your back. It’s crazier than usual out there tonight.

So I’ve been hearing. Eve scanned the crowded space for anything overtly irregular, not an easy task in Las Vegas.

The muted throbbing of the mark on her deltoid acted like a proximity warning. The level of pain told her the Infernal she hunted was in the same building. The trail wasn’t stone cold, but she wasn’t yet getting warm either.

Her fingertips tapped an impatient staccato on her hips, bringing the feel of her gown to her attention. She sighed. It was time for Cinderella to change back into her working clothes.

She was heading toward the elevators when her attention was caught by a slight commotion by the entrance. Her head turned. Five Elvis impersonators, each one in a different color pantsuit, formed a V-shaped formation just inside the revolving glass door. They paused there, affording everyone an opportunity to catch the impressiveness of their multihued collective presentation. Dressed in sequined pantsuits, capes, and gold-framed aviator sunglasses, they caught the eye and held attention. She whistled.

In unison, they pivoted on their heels and made a beeline in her direction.

Eve looked over her shoulder at the corridor she’d just vacated. The theater where the impersonators were vying for a $250,000 grand prize was located behind her. From this distance, a track of Elvis singing “Such a Night” was barely heard, but easily recognizable.

Her inner alarm bells started clanging hell for leather.

Gut instinct was a Mark’s best weapon, and Eve had learned to follow hers. Unlike Infernals, who had various supernatural gifts to call upon, Marks had only enhanced bodies and a mental connection to handlers who were forbidden to assist them. Eve’s ability to heal fast and move faster wasn’t enough to keep her alive. She relied more heavily on her intuition and intellect than she did on her extensive combat training.

Turning about, she set off at a brisk pace.

Trying to kick ass in a ball gown was going to blow big-time.

With every step she took, the throbbing of her mark intensified. Any lingering thought of changing her clothes was abandoned. If there was a chance of ending the hunt now, she was better off taking it. Otherwise, she could be searching for the Infernal all over the city. Considering the number of security cameras in Las Vegas, that was too dangerous for her. Things had a tendency to get messy when she was involved. At least here at the Mondego, any disasters could be controlled and made to disappear.

As she approached the theater entrance, the guard recognized her and swiftly ushered her inside. The sight that greeted her made her smile, despite the gravity of her mission. Female fans were frenzied over the impersonator on stage, a handsome young man with bedroom eyes and impressive hip action. His singing was noteworthy, too, but she doubted many women were paying attention to that.

She was surprised at the large number of Infernals in attendance. Who knew demons had a thing for Elvis?

“Who are you looking for?”

She turned her attention to the female Infernal beside her. The detail (a.k.a. hellspawn insignia) around the demon’s throat revealed her to be a mare from the court of Baal, one of the seven kings of Hell. Her Priscilla Presley glamour was impressive and sure to draw more than a few admirers in this crowd.

“No one in particular,” Eve replied.

The Infernal laughed. Mares were the source of nightmares, and the females found it easiest to lure a victim to sleep by seducing them into bed. From there they could feed off the distress and misery their mind-rape caused.

“Marks are shitty liars,” the demon scoffed.

“And demons smell like shit. Guess that makes us even.”

A ripple of hatred marred the surface of the mare’s glamour, but it vanished as quickly as it appeared. “Well, you’re obviously not after me, so happy hunting. Hope you get your ass kicked.”

The demon strolled away and was swiftly lost in the stream of attendees cruising the aisles.

Eve darted in the other direction. She knew a problem when she met one. The mare would spread the word that a Mark was on the hunt, and Eve would lose the advantage of surprise. Since the nearby demons couldn’t know which one of them was on the chopping block, they’d all react defensively.

Using the intensity of the mark’s throbbing as a homing beacon, Eve flowed with the current of traffic. She was rounding the front row when the impersonator on stage pointed at her and called out, “Hey there, pretty mama.”

She shook her head violently and began to move away, pushing aggressively through the milling crowd.

“Hold up,” he drawled, detaching the microphone from its stand and leaping agilely to the theater floor. The orchestra continued playing “Viva Las Vegas” without his accompaniment. The attendees around her surged forward in response to his new accessibility, but the crush didn’t deter him. He caught her by the elbow with surprising dexterity.

The moment she was snared, Eve smelled the mark on him. Sweet like candy, the scent of Marks could be cloying when contained in an enclosed space, like the atrium at Gadara Tower. Here in the theater, it was a welcome relief from the reek of Infernals.

Distracted by her surprise, Eve allowed the impersonator to serenade her up a set of stairs on the side of the stage.

A Mark impersonating Elvis? It made no sense. Not all Marks were hunters like her—and clearly this guy wasn’t, because he was singing instead of dealing with the Infernal influx in the area—but they all had important jobs. Some were secretaries; others were chauffeurs. The list of duties was endless, but they all kept the marked system running smoothly. So what was this guy’s story?

The impersonator gyrated around her stationary form, whispering, “I think the one you’re looking for just ran back there. Yellow pantsuit.”

He stopped in front of her and jerked his chin toward the left wing. She simultaneously noted that he kept up the Elvis-inspired drawl even when whispering, and that his facial resemblance to the King was uncanny. . . .

She stared hard. He winked, turned around, and resumed wooing the crowd.

Eve hopped toward the wing on one foot while pulling her shoe off the other. She repeated the action on the opposite side, then set off at a run on bare feet, with heels in hand. Pushing her way through the line of numbered impersonators waiting in the wings, she gained the hallway leading to the rear of the backstage area.

Engaging what she jokingly called her “super sight,” Eve caught a flash of yellow rounding the corner at the far end of the hall. Her mark sizzled beneath her skin, and her jaw tensed. Adrenaline and bloodlust flowed thick and hot through her veins, inciting a highly addicting level of excitement. That was her biggest hurdle in acclimating to the mark: she got off on hunting and killing things. What did that say about her?

“You can run . . . ,” she muttered, looking for some sort of weapon among the various backstage props. She snatched up a wooden spear with a plastic tip. Marks were supposed to be able to summon flaming swords and daggers, but she’d learned she couldn’t rely on their appearance. Her skepticism regarding God and his motives had put her on some sort of Celestial blacklist, which didn’t help bolster her opinion of the Almighty.

When she rounded the corner, she saw a door ahead. Two people were shouting obscenities at whoever had recently shoved them out of the way to run through it. Eve spotted a microphone stand and paused. Switching the spear to the hand dangling her shoes, she grabbed the stand with her free hand and wrenched the rod out of the weighted base. Then she continued her pursuit. Pushing the bar latch on the door, she stumbled into a stairwell.

The only way to go was up. Eve tucked her shoes into the open space beneath the stairwell and listened to the demon’s pounding footfalls as he raced upward. A small arrowed sign read “To the roof,” and she set off after him, the metal risers chilly on her bare feet.

Why head toward a dead end?

Unless he had an agenda . . . or planned to fly away.

Her mind quickly riffled through the known classifications of demons, sorting out those who had the gift of flight. When she reached the roof, she was ready to rock. She threw the door open and bounded out to avoid an ambush, rending the slit in her dress from knee to waist in the process. Her focused search for yellow mitigated any regret.

Beautiful things in her life got broken; she was resigned to that now.

She was midair when she caught sight of her quarry running across the roof. Drawing her arm back, she launched the metal pole like a javelin, jagged end first. Air whistled around the projectile before it struck its target. The vampyre stumbled from the blow and fell to his knees, cursing.

Eve landed in a crouch, wincing at the pain of impact to her bare feet. Waiting with fists to the ground and spear at the ready, she left the next move up to the demon.

With two feet of pole protruding from both the front and back of his torso, the vamp ran both hands through his blond hair and glanced down to inspect the damage.

“I’d chide you for missing my heart, luv,” he said with a clipped British accent. “But I heard you have shoddy aim.”

That stung. So she’d been aiming for his shoulder. . . . That she couldn’t throw worth a damn wasn’t the point. She had gone out of her way not to kill him. It was that gut-instinct thing again.

She sized him up. He was tall, lean, and golden. She couldn’t imagine a person looking less like Elvis than this guy, yet the yellow sequined jumpsuit looked strangely good on him. He was checking her out, too, and the calculation in his eyes was unmistakable. Gripping the pole with both fists, he began to pull, hand over hand, divesting himself of the impalement in unhurried increments.

If this guy had stayed put or exited through the crowded casino to the busy Las Vegas Strip, she would have had her hands tied by the crowd around them. Instead, he’d led her to a perfect place to kill him. Of course he’d thought that result would be reversed, and maybe he was right. Maybe she’d blown her chance to vanquish him. But she knew something was off. She wasn’t going to take him out before discovering what it was.

“That was too easy.” She broke the spear over her knee, creating two weapons with splintered ends.

Nothing came easy to Marks, especially kills.

A slow smile curved his mouth. He brandished the pole with deadly elegance. “Let’s make it harder then, pet.”




The vampyre lunged to his feet in a rush of fleshy, featherless wings and blood spatter. Eve feinted to the side, then spun around, using her canted balance to put weight behind her thrust. She shoved half the spear into his lower back. The momentum of her pivot crashed her into him and they both went down, the microphone stand clattering against the rooftop before rolling out of reach. She twisted away, narrowly missing a kick to the shoulder.

Scrambling to her feet, she asked, “What are you after?

The vamp regained a kneeling position and reached around to his back, laughing. “Who says I’m after anything?”

“I was giving you credit for being caught so quickly, but maybe you’re just stupid.”

He pulled the stick out of his flesh and brought it around. As he pushed to his feet, smoke rose from the sizzling blood coating the wood. “Sammael was spot-on about you.”

Right about what? Eve adjusted her grip on her remaining half of the spear and crossed the fingers of her other hand. She also sucked in swordsmanship, but give her a gun and she could cause some serious damage. Unfortunately for her, guns weren’t much help with most classes of Infernals. “Of course Satan was right. Why do you think he’s the boss? He’s smarter than the rest of you.”

The vamp growled, then spooked her with a mock lunge. “You won’t be so chipper when I hand you over to him. Lilith taunts him because you don’t wear the bloody necklace he gave you. He acts as if it doesn’t matter, but I know it does.”

“It didn’t fit the neckline of my dress,” she managed past a tight throat. The damn necklace. She’d known it would come back to bite her. Satan hadn’t given her protection against his own minions for nothing. At some point, he expected the “gift” would benefit him in some way, and Eve doubted she’d come out ahead when it did. What creeped her out most, though, was the realization of how closely he must be watching her to notice that she rarely wore the piece around her neck. “He knows better than to take it personally.”

 “You never wear it,” the vamp insisted. His stance was wide, his hands flexing. “He says you don’t need it. I say you need a firmer hand.”

Circling the vamp, she forced him to rotate to continue facing her head-on. “He sent you after me to prove his point, right?”

After all, Satan didn’t care which of them survived this encounter; either outcome would entertain him. “And you’re dumb enough to go for it,” she goaded. “Why? I’m betting on Lilith. She’s got you pussy-whipped. She has a plan to irritate Satan, and you’re the collateral damage.”

The vamp glared and licked the tip of a fang. “You’ll be the one sporting scars, luv.”

He was probably right, but she wasn’t going to think about that now. “Really? I think Satan is using me to get rid of you. You’re not worth his time, so he’s betting on me.”

“This is Vegas.” He assumed a classic Elvis pose. “A city built on playing the odds. Of course, there are ways to even them up a bit.”

She jumped back from a wild swing of his fist. His goal had been to knock her off her game and it had worked, but she didn’t let it show. Sometimes, like now, a Mark’s best weapon was their bravado. “I take it you’re not talking about counting cards.”

“Location, location, location.” He tried to kick her, but she blocked him with a downward chop of her forearm. “And making sure every one of your Mark mates from Mesquite to Baker was . . . indisposed, increasing the odds that you’d be the one sent after me.”

Fists clenching, Eve bit back a curse. Once again, other Marks had been placed in the line of fire because of her. She was gaining a reputation for making life harder for others. That perception was compounded by the mistaken belief that having Cain as a mentor made her life easier. Pretty soon she would have a similar number of enemies on both sides.

She exhaled and steeled her nerves. The vamp had deliberately done something heinous to get on the short list to be vanquished. She wasn’t going to ask how he’d pissed off the seraphim. What mattered was that he’d deliberately crossed the line for the sole purpose of getting to her. Someone, somewhere had suffered because of her. Maybe multiple people.

The thought made her homicidal.

Eve wrapped one arm loosely around her waist, leaving the hand holding the spear hanging at her side. The façade of vulnerability was calculated. When the vamp sidled closer, she lashed out.

Striking him in the temple with one fist, she followed with a kick to his shin. When he leaped toward her, she met him halfway, their bodies colliding with teeth-rattling violence. His greater weight shoved her back. An inch away from hitting the roof in a pained sprawl, his wings burst free.

Spinning in the air like a speeding bullet, they left the safety of the roof in a flurry of wings and sequined cape. The Mondego’s lights and neon signage swirled in a kaleidoscope around them. Eve wrapped her leg around his, calf to calf, ankle to ankle. Hanging on for her life.

The moment she locked on to him, all traces of amusement faded from his face. Eve wished she could find the situation funny. It really should be. Just a few months ago, the thought of flying over Las Vegas with a blond, vampyric Elvis in a yellow jumpsuit would have been a teenage acid trip come back to haunt her. That she found it so “normal” now sparked a level of frustration and fury she’d thought was long gone. She was pissed enough to almost forget she was terrified of heights.

Almost. Not quite.

The vamp hissed. He bared pointed fangs, his irises red and laser bright. His hand fisted in her hair and yanked her head back, exposing her neck.

Damned if she’d be the in-flight meal.

Rubbing her leg up and down the length of his like a lover, Eve shimmied his pant leg up and worked his sock down. The moment her anklet met his bare skin, his wings and fangs retracted instantaneously.

They dropped like a stone.

The vamp screamed and clutched her tighter, as if she could save him from the inevitable crash.

Their downward spiral increased in speed with every rotation. Blood rushed through her ears, nearly obliterating the sound of his frantically flapping cape.

“There’s more than one way to wear a necklace,” she yelled, hoping her timing wasn’t skewed by her dizziness.

A parked Mondego service truck rushed up to meet them. She jerked hard to the left, positioning the Infernal beneath her. They hit the roof of the cab with enough force to crush it and burst all four tires. The pain of the collision was softened by the vampyre, whose bones shattered audibly. His inhuman scream sprayed a fine mist of blood into her face.

Eve briefly registered the agony of sharply angled metal digging into her thigh. She lifted her head, wincing at the feel of the semigelatinous body beneath her. The vamp gurgled as she shifted. He’d heal in time, but she wasn’t going to let that happen.

“When you get back to Hell,” she wheezed, “tell Satan if he wants his gift returned, he’ll have to come get it himself.”

With the last of her strength, she angled the stub of the spear and pushed it through his chest cavity, finding his heart and finishing the job. He burst into ash.

Broken, Eve closed her eyes and sank into oblivious darkness.




“I will not mention the destruction of yet another vehicle,” Gadara said while pacing in front of the windows of her Mondego suite. The view behind him was of the Eiffel Tower and a thriving Las Vegas strip.

“You just did,” Eve pointed out wryly, holding a bag of ice over a bruise on her thigh. The chill felt good, as did the dampness of her recently washed hair. The mark was mending her injuries—which included a myriad of cuts and bruises as well as a broken rib, collapsed lung, and fractured leg—at an astonishing rate. The healing process caused her temperature to run high—almost as high as the level of testosterone in the room. Alec and Reed glowered at each other from opposite sides of the expansive space. One stood with arms crossed and legs wide; the other leaned into the wall with dangerous casualness.

“What the hell were you thinking?” Reed snapped at her.

“You have to ask?” she retorted. “You’re the one who gave me the assignment.”

“To vanquish him. Not skydive with him!”

Her hand went to Satan’s necklace, now hanging around her neck. “He wanted this. I got the impression Satan sent him after it just to teach the dumbass a lesson.”

“Sammael clearly has a death wish,” Alec said in a moderated tone at odds with the look of mayhem in his dark eyes. “Damned if I’ll let him play his games with your life.”

She looked at Gadara. “How are the other Marks in the area?”

The archangel shot a meaningful glance at Reed. “Abel is about to check on them and their handlers.”

He’s punishing me, Reed complained. It’s going to take all night. Following up on the handlers is his job, not mine.

I’m glad you’re the one doing it, though, she offered. You give a shit.

Alec straightened from his position at the wall. “Time for you two to leave. Eve needs to rest so she can heal.”

“Then you better get out of here, too,” Reed shot back.

“She needs someone to make sure she takes it easy.” Alec glanced at her. “Since she’s my girl, I’ll be the one to do it.”

Reed’s lip curled scornfully before he shifted away.

“Take the next two days off,” Gadara said, heading toward the door of her suite on foot. “I need you in prime shape.”

She returned his parting wave.

When the door clicked shut, Alec closed the distance between them and sat on the coffee table in front of her. “I need you alive.”

“If Satan really wanted me dead, he would have sent someone more substantial after me. Especially knowing I have this damn necklace. By the way, I hate this thing. It feels like a bomb around my neck.”

Tick tock, tick tock. The lovely gold piece had definitely come with conditions she wasn’t fully aware of yet—like using her to purge his ranks of stupid demons.

“It’s a godsend,” he argued.

“From Satan?”

“Jehovah works in mysterious ways. Besides, you need all the help you can get. You attract disasters, Angel.”

“Including you.”

His mouth curved in a sexy smile. “Especially me.”

“I’d like to meet the Mark who was in the Elvis impersonator competition.”


“You have to ask? A Mark who spends his off-duty time playing Elvis? I’d love to know what he does in his on-duty time.”

“He entertains.”

Her brows rose. “His job is to entertain?”

“We all have our talents.”

Eve’s earlier suspicion grew. “Are you saying—?”

“That we can talk about it after you’ve gotten some sleep?” he interjected. “Absolutely.”

As if on cue, a wave of exhaustion swept over her. She managed to yawn and glare at the same time.

Standing, Alec scooped her up gingerly from the couch and carried her to the bedroom. “Time to crash and heal.”

“Sounds good to me,” she mumbled.

He tucked her in and kissed her forehead. “I’ll be here when you wake up.”

“You better be.” He hadn’t been ten years ago.

“Damn straight. You’re stuck with me now. Someone’s got to keep that tight little ass of yours out of trouble.”

Eve would have argued that he was the reason she’d been marked to begin with, but she fell asleep.


Copyright © 2010 S.J. Day
Art copyright © 2010 Gordon Crabb

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1. Nefertiti
Thank you, Ms. Day for giving Marked fans like me this novella. It was as interesting as always. I'll miss Eve and the Marked series. I do wonder though if you'll finish the story from the last Marked book - who was the man in her apartment?

Marked was a much-loved series for me. I borrow all my books as much as I can and it takes an extraordinary author for me to spend money on her books which I did for Marked. Keep writing your fantastic stories, Ms. Day.
2. Mel K.
Hi S.J.
I'm looking at your newsletter now. In a few I'm off to read EVE. Would like a gift cert. as I am a book addict and could use the help for my addiction. LOL! That would make you an enabler. :-)
You know me well. xo Mel
3. Cheryl Medlin
Thank you Ms. Day for your writings and your newsletter. I look forward to receiving each and every one. Keep up the excellent work. I also am a book addict. My favorite thing to do is to read and my second favorite thing is to go to the bookstore. I could really use a gift certificate to Amazon as these days I get most of my books from Amazon.com.
The book sounds really good and I have added it to my TBR list. I read another one of your books and I like the way you write.
Hope you are having a nice relaxing summer.
5. Anne38
I was hoping there'd be a 4th book in the series, but at least this short story confirmed which brother was at Eve's door at the end of book 3. (Perhaps I missed a clue, but I was unsure who it was and it drove me crazy for a while.)

Looking forward to Angel Unchained.
Sylvia Day
6. sj_day
Nefertiti and Anne38,

You can see what happened after CHAOS in the upcoming Mammoth Book of PR2 releasing this year. There's more information about that on my website: www.sjday.net

I hope everyone's summer has been great so far. :)

S. J.
Marie Choi
7. MarieC
I loved it!

I was so bummed out when I heard that the story line wasn't going to be continued! Now...to wait for the short story in 'Mammoth book...'

Thanks so much for 'keeping the faith' with your readers!!
Diane Lesetmoe
8. mannyfern
Your new book sounds great, can't wait to read it.
9. Minna_P
Yet another book I must add on my TBB list!
10. CrystalGB
Great excerpt. Sounds like an amazing book. :)
Andrea Infinger
11. lillieblue613
Thanks so much for the download. Your books are in my TBR stack. I haven't read them as I think I'm missing one of them.
Andrea Infinger
12. lillieblue613
I'll look for you at the RWA literacy event to buy my missing book.
13. catslady
I enjoyed that very much. I have to admit I hadn't read you before but now I'm extremely interested! And thanks for the contest.
14. Barbed1951
This is the first story I've read relating to your Marked series. Now I'm going to have to get the books because it was outstanding.
15. Judy Cox
I really enjoyed the read!! I have not read your Marked series, but I will put this on my list and try them. Great cover!!!
16. Patty S.
I love the 3 books and will read the short when I have time to savor it! I hope you continue to write about Eve and the brothers; I am torn about which one I want her to end up with, but I love the stories.
17. Farscapegirl
Thanks for great contest and Free Eve story. Very cool!!
18. Benadette M
Thanks for the download and contest.
19. TinaRedzB
LOVE these stories my daughter especially is a true fan she has the poster up in her room and everything... cannot wait for the next book to come out
20. Knicole
Really unique world. I love this. You have an amazing imagination!
21. Daphne Wedig
Congrats on your PRISM finalist announcement! That's wonderful news!
22. Wilma Frana
Thanks for the free download. Can't wait for the next book to come out.
23. Robin in NC
Thank you for the free book & the contest!
24. Fedora
Thanks so much for the new story--can't wait to get caught up with this series!
25. eos17
Great excerpt, looking forward to reading more. Great contest too!
26. Marjana Kaly
Can't wait to read it!
27. Joanne Reynolds
Thank you for the new story! Am so looking forward to reading it.
28. Michelle R. R.
I can't wait to read the short story. I wish it was full length book. This was one of my favorite series and it deserves to continue.
29. Kris M.
Thank you for the story and the giveaway. Can't wait to read the rest of the series. :)
30. Limecello
Thanks so much for the free read! I've read you under all your pseudonyms, I believe, and enjoyed every genre :)
Can't wait for more of your upcoming books!
31. Deborah Collard
Cant wait to read it...awesome.
32. Michelle Stewart
Thanks for the download & the contest.
33. Betty Breithaupt
Thanks for the download. The Eve series has been great. I hope there will be more to come.
34. Sunnymay
I like the part where it says, "He was trouble," and the one about "Location, location, location." This made it seem like a real estate ad, yet, I know other meanings were implied. Well-crafted tale.
35. Norma Storms
I hadn't read any of this series but now I'm going to go out and hunt it down! Thanks for giving me something to look forward to on my vacation next week!
36. Sheila Anne
Sounds like a great read. Thanks for the download and gift card contest.
37. Lingeorge
Sounds good - I am about to start this story, as soon as I have the time.
38. Shari C
Can't wait to read...sounds so exciting! Enjoyed the free read...thanks.
39. Michelle Howell-Martin
Thanks so much for the free download! From what I am reading so far, I am loving it!
40. Bonnie Pombo
Read all and really love em wish there was someway to have this marked for winning best luck to all
41. Lisa W.
Thanks! I wish I was going to RWA this year, it is always so much fun!
42. katball
Oh Eve, whatever will you do? I wanna know!
43. Diane Sadler
I'm so glad to hear there will be more Eve; I had been checking your website but couldn't find anything; now I found the Coming soon screen.
44. Yvonnetcruz
Thanks for the free download. You are great!
45. Kathy Agate
Enjoyed the excerpt, good story. I want to read more! Thanks! Love to win too!
46. Stephenia
Great story - thanks for the contest!
47. snowsim
I devoured the books when they came out, and after reading this delicious story, I cannot resist the urge to read them all again. Thanks for the freebie, and the great news that more is coming soon.
48. Bethany C.
I still have the first book in the series in my TBR pile, but it's bumped up to next in the queue, pinky swear!
49. Diana Pfender
Thanks Sylvia! As always I LOVE everything you write. Thanks for the FREE read too. You certainly know how to keep us readers happy. :o)
50. Heather A
Thanks so much for the free novella. It's the first thing I've loaded on my new e-reader and I am looking forward to reading it.
51. Lauren M.D.
What a great story! I loved the detail in describing everything, but I especially enjoyed the interaction between Eve and Gadara. And the ending was so sweet when Alec promised to be there for her. It was such a great intro to the characters, and really moving when Eve made that comment about how beautiful things in her life got broken. She just seemed so resigned to sacrifice.

Thanks so much for sharing this!
52. Dawn Roberto
Wow, great story. I have two of the three books on my bedside table. I think I will move them up and read them after I order the last book from Borders.

Thanks for a great series.

Dawn R.
53. mbreakfield
Thanks for the free read.
54. Julie Rogers
Love the Eve series and love the way you write. Please keep them coming. Thanks so much for the free novella.

Julie R
55. Tigger
Awesome story.
lexeetoste at sbcglobal.net
56. NancyG5997
I have all three Eve books and I really enjoyed this short as well. Thanks for the freebie!!
57. pamela priebe
Really like all the books.
58. Evelyn Murray
I love to read
59. desiree reilly
hi i have never read your book but i would be happy
to read it and then blog on your site and then on other sites ad best of summer to you
60. Donna Kim
Thank you for the free short story! And I'm looking forward to your upcoming paranormal romance series. I'm keeping my eyes open for it. :)
Your stores are all so good and I hope you keep
writing may more. I am such a book addict that I read most anything. I especially like series and books that hold my interest from the first page like yours do.
62. fairyfly
Well, you hooked me. Now I have to go check out the rest of your books. As if my bookshelves aren't already overflowing. :)
63. TBliss
Finally another Eve story - woohoo!! Thank you and can't wait for more!
64. Cec.
Love your books, THANKS so much, eargerly await each new release.
65. Jane Squires
Please enter me win in your contest. I visit your website every month - Sylvia.
66. Kristi Price
Thank you for the short story which was awesome and thank you for your giveaway! Have a nice evening!
67. jeanette8042
Thanks for the fabulous contest and free read!
68. Liz Cranage
Thanks for the free read
69. jeanette8042
Also wanted to say thanks for the short continuation of Eve's story and I can't wait for the ending in the Mammoth Book of Paranormal Romance 2. Congrats on your success so far with Eve's story!
karina szilagyi
70. kara-karina
What a beautiful story as always! Thank you very much for a quick glimpse on to much beloved and missed Eve! Wish you all the best x
71. Glodaz
Was thrilled to hear a Marked book is on the way. Love the series (actually love all your books)! Am excited about the new series!
72. CSharpe
Great read! Please keep the books/stories coming!
73. bina edwards
Liked it alot, good luck to everyone as well
74. Mickey McCall
WOW! I love that cover for Eve of Sin City, very visual and appealing. I am one of those readers who often selects their books based on the look of the cover if I am not familiar with the author or the series, and this should be a hit for you... Kudos.
75. Jeffrey D. Pegues
Yea!! I want more please.
76. Michelle Puffer
All I can say is "FINALLY! More Eve!!" Yayayayayay!

PS: I want more :-D Love this series
77. Natasja
I was glad to hear there was going to be a short story after the three marked books. So I'm off to read it...Thanks...
78. Darby Lohrding
You are fantastic and I love that you are gifting your readers with gc's!!!!! Totaly Awesome!
Keep on keeping writing and we'll keep on keeping reading (and buying : )!
79. Darke Desire
This was absolutely wonderful! It's my first introduction to your writing and you have definitely made a convert. I'll be looking for your books soon. Curse being between paydays. *L*
80. Carol L.
I don't know what happened to my prior post, it disappeared. :) Anyway, I have only read the first book in the Marked series. I have to get to books 2 and 3. I have read your other books and have never been disappointed. I am now reading The Stranger I Married. Keep writing and I'll keep reading.
Carol L.
81. Carol L.
Had to come back and say what a great read Eve of Sin City was. Now I definitely have to get books 2 and 3. Thanks S.J.
Carol L.
82. keatonkat

But to what am I referring?
a. the story
b. the contest
c. the author


d. all of the above!!!

Yes, the answer is d!

Thanks SJ!
83. wingryder
Love your marked series cant wait for the next one

Thank you very much
84. Sheila C.
Thanks for the freebie! It's perfect for a quick read at lunch.
85. Katy live2read
Awesome! Can't wait to read this latest installment of Eve! Thanks :)
86. Kathy Vallee
I am so excited to see this contest reading is something I do so much more now that my disability is worse, Thank you
Kathy Vallee
87. Trina S.
Completely addicted to the Eve series, so a gift card would definitely help feed my addiction, lol...please enable me ;-P
88. silverjo
I always like a contest and the change to win. As many books as I buy a gift card it always a nice addition. Free stories are always appreciated.
89. DianeR
Can't wait for the new Eve story. Thanks for the free read.
90. Gail Siuba
Just got a chance now to read your newsletter, I'm excited about the short story download and look forward to enjoying it after I get back from work:)
Thanks for the chance to win!
91. sylvia kriksic
thank you for great books and the contest
92. FHZ48
Love your books, look forward to new ones.
93. felecia digsby
These are such great prizes to be able to get more books!
94. Isabella Wilson
Wonderful, love your books cannot wait to get my hands on the new one.
Heather Page
95. ratmeister
Thank you for the free download. I just love the Eve series. Can't wait for more.
96. Karebearv2
The new book sounds like it is going to be really good. Can't wait!
97. Tyava
Thank you! 'Nuff said! :)
98. joan salie
Thanks so much for the novella. What could be better than a gift certificate to buy more books!!!
99. cheryl c.
Wow! That was great. :-)
100. Quilt Lady
This sounds like a really great read and I will have to start looking for this.
101. Crystal S.
Awesome!!!! I love this series. I started out as a hardcore Cain fan now I don't know there is just something about Abel.......
102. Deborah Joyner
Hey S J. I have always loved your books. Your such an awesome lady and great writer.
103. Jo Jo D.
Great excerpt, thanks for the free download. I will be reading it in the next day or two and I am really looking forward to it. It's nice to have something new to read from you. Long time reader!
104. Rebecca Booth
My favorite paragraph---“Ms. Hollis.” Raguel Gadara’s voice was laced with the resignation of a long-suffering parent. Softened by the resonance unique to all the archangels, it still chastised effectively. “Focus, please.” How many times does a parent say something like this to their child.
Thanks for the download and contest. Naturally, I would love to win.
105. debbi shaw
i would love to win this
106. Kim R.
Thanks for sharing!
107. Mirime
God, I was so depressed when I heard there wouldn't be another book in this series and today, when I've checked my mail box.. You've made my day (or month), you know that? :)
108. Anita M
I have 2 of your series that are keepers at home, love your work..gives us an escape from our real world for a few hours..lol
Best Luck!! your fan
Ilona Fenton
109. felinewyvern
Just read your newsletter about this free read. Thanks for sharing it with us.
110. lois f h
thanks for all the goodies-so nice of you esp for the story.
111. Rena M.
Thanks for the free read SJ!! I just love Eve, Cain and Abel!! I'm sad to see the series come to an end this fall, but is has been a great ride!!
112. 1_trouble
Thanks for the hours of escape. Oh & the contest too.
Cathie Morton
113. Caffey
My post didn't show yesterday :( I think that the preview went on but not the final. So would love to read more of the series. Very unique, love it!

cathiecaffey @ gmail.com
114. read4love
Very enjoyable read. This series is now on my tbb and tbr piles! Free reads are a great way of getting new readers!
115. Eleanor Harkins
It's hot in PA., just like your book.
116. Debbie Santos
I have not read this series, but I glanced at the Novella. I don't really want to read it until read the others so the Gift Certificate would come in really handy to buy them LOL.

Thank you for writing such wonderful books, I have read many of your other and have always enjoyed them.
117. sylvia kriksic
i love your books, thanks for the contest
118. Cathy Springstead
Love the books. Will there be another? I hope so.
119. Dottye
Really fun story. I enjoyed all of the action. It really does get the imagination going!
120. B. Leonard
Thanks for the freebie! I love the Marked Series and am delighted to have this short story.
121. Tabitha Few
I am so glad to see that there is a new story available to us Marked fans! To be honest, I don't give a darn about the contest, I just want to thank you for putting out the new story. I truly hope that we will be seeing more of Eve and those bad good boys!
122. susan lee wiener
Your story sounds great and luv to win. Many thanks for having it.
123. Judy Bradley
I would love to win - shopping at Amazon is great and a good place to get books!
124. Donna Badour
I would love to win. I am saving up to buy a Kindle and am closing in on enough GCs to get it.
125. Betty Lewis
I would love to win so I can use the certificate to buy more books!! And I'd like to say good luck to everyone..but I can't since I want to win :)
126. Arlene A.
What a great idea! I love your writing, and I love contests, so it's a lot of fun!
127. Laney4
"But she fell asleep." Story of my life, LOL!

Thanks for sharing five whole chapters! That's phenomenal!
128. Robin C Greene
Thanks for the free story. Please enter me in the contest.
129. Mary Preston
I thoroughly enjoyed the read thank you very much!!
130. Val L.
Thanks for the free read! I enjoy your work!
131. LanAnh
Wow you have single-handedly got me to want to know more about the Bible. And I'm a Buddhist! Go figure!
132. Armenia Fox
Thank you for the short story. It sounds like the start of great series. I am looking forward to it.
133. Cheri Oggy
Oooh, I would love to win a GC so I can grab more new books. BTW, thanks for the great read; it whets my appetite for MORE!
134. 56babs
great story; great contest
135. John Ferris
You have a great website and fabulous books.
136. maered
This is a great read. Thanks for the great contest!
137. Mona H.
Sounds great. Thanks for the contest.
138. debbie k
As usual you got us hooked,I enjoy all your books.
139. Pamela Sinclair
Thanks for the novella and the contest!
140. Sheila Anne
Love to read great books and enter contest. Thanks
141. Kathy Bettner
I am an avid reader and can't way to read your newest. I also love to win contests and Amazon is my favorite place to order bookd from.
142. Krista Lee
I am stilling keeping my fingers crossed that you will continue to write about Eve, and the gorgeous Cain and Abel. I can't get enough, no matter how many times I read the series. I don't want it to end.
143. Elizabeth H. Allison
I love the cover artwork.
144. Kai W.
Love the free read. Looking forward to the book.
145. sue a hieber
if i win i will immediately go to anazon and look for your new book. keep up the great work
146. Lisa Amore
Love You and Your Books! You are such a marvelous author!
147. Lily Chan
It's great you're bring back EVE. The story is too good to stop.
148. Tabatha B
I have fallen in love with your characters. You know how to keep the reader involved and the characters relatable. It is so easy to get lost in your stories. Good luck on future works.
149. Kaye06
As usual, fantastic read!!!
150. Annette Hart
I absolutely love your books. Hope you keep them coming. Thanks for the time and effort you put into them.
151. binabug
THANKS enjoyed it
152. photon
loved this, so i went and read the books-- they were also awesome.
153. Tracy B.
Thank you for the free read. I am looking forward to reading it.
154. Michelle R.
I have enjoyed your writing. My mother got me hooked on your writing about 4 years ago, and I can't stop reading your books. Please keep on putting out your wonderful stories .
155. Kathy Vallee
I love reading and I can not wait to read all of yours
156. Jelsel
i'm kinda excited to stumble upon this,

just ordered the series, hope it's just as good :D
157. Leslie Jane Fahrney
Thanks for the free download. Helps feed my addiction to reading ;). Now, to just win the GC, so I can read the others in the series. (Looking for a job, so no extra money to spend on books. Cry, Cry)
158. amanda dalon
first time reading any "marked" summary, or excerpts.
definately different and interesting....love the fist line."hard-hat-wearing kappa demon presently holding two wallpaper samples against the wall."
so comical!!! love it can't wait to read more.

159. RobynL
wow, what great comments about this series. will have to look into this. thanks.
160. joanne kay
I'm hooked! Can't wait to read more of your books.
161. iokijo
Thank you so much for more Eve. It's fantastic, but I knew it would be.
Thank you Tor for make this printable.. I can add it to my Eve books. That is very appreciated.
Looking forward to the next short in the PRN2, and the new series..

Thanks again for the Eve fix.
162. Kathy Vallee
reading is something I do everyday so I read all kinds of books mysteries and your are my favorite
163. Jennialea
I am super happy right now. I love this series.
Thank you!!

**I have gotten my family and friends in to it as well. I knew there was no way they wouldnt love it.
CJ Scott
165. crazyj2126
I just love Eve, she is a supreme modern day hero. Feminine and total baddass. She battles for the side of good with a great sense of humor and style all her own. I am just happy that you continued the series. I have missed my fix as well as the bad boys with somewhat good hearts who are seemlessly trying to gain her sole affection. What a choice!
166. Kristie H.
Thanks for the free read!
167. julie barrett
great read, can't wait to read more, thanks for sharing with us.
168. Amanda Chesshir
Thanks for the free downloaded! It will be the first book I have read by S.J. Day!
169. Lisa Mason
thanks for the free novella. I just downloaded it and can't wait to read it!
170. SuzyG
Woot! I am so glad to finally get to see some of my favorite characters back, I am so glad to get a sneak peak. Can't wait for October!!! See ya at RAW!!
171. Jesi O'Connell
Free read! Contest! And great writing. I'm already a winner. :) Thanks.
172. Kathy Vallee
Thank you for the download
173. terrence_rogue
I absolutely loved the marked series and was heart broken to hear she would no longer be with that publishing house but i cant wait to see what the new series is going to be like. I will, quite frankly, read anything with her name on it at this point. I found her to be a wonderfully compelling author.
174. Diana2020
Looks like I'll be adding another series to my "to read" list! Awesome read! =)
175. susan leech
Hi just was able to jump in and say hello. Hope everyone is having a great summer. Hot and humid but guess we should not complain..it could be snow. ha ha I have to take things easy so spend a lot of time reading with my feet up..sure sounds awful doesn't it. hee hee. susan L.
176. B Leonard
LOVE the marked series, and this story is no exception.
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177. potenzmittel
WOw this sounds like a real great book! thanks for the info!
178. Kathy Vallee
the winning already has started because of the free download thank you so much for your books
179. Asylumgirl
Love the sound of this!
180. JDamore
Thank you for the novella. Your series has been very enjoyable, and I can't help but wait for more. The very best to You and Yours, JD
181. Andy25
WOW Cant wait for the rest, what a great teaser
182. MandyP
Please continue the series Tor! It's a great series to showcase a strong heroine. I finished the books, plus the short stories in less than one week, it was so addicitng. With Nikita doing well on t.v., why not promote this series for it's kick-ass heroine.
183. TerrieP
I am trying to find Eve of Sin City paperback in Sydney Australia with not much luck. Can anyone help me find it. Cheers

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