Excerpt From Who Will Win Nora’s Soul by Margay Leah Justice

who-will-win-noras-soulDante had little time to enjoy a low chuckle over his encounter with his quarry – oh, sorry, Nora Kendall – before he felt the air shift about him. The current of warmth assaulted him from behind. Wonderful, he thought, just what he needed now to put a kink in his pleasure.


He didn’t turn to acknowledge the other; that would be the gentlemanly thing to do and the devil knew he was no gentleman. He inhaled, long and deep, on his dwindling cigarette. He released the smoke through his aquiline nose in one continuous stream. And waited.
His patience was rewarded a moment later when Peter stepped out of the shadows, his stark white attire shimmering bright against the blur of color that surrounded them. The picture of the perfect angel. Dante’s lips curled in distaste.

“Well, well, look what the wind blew in,” Dante said.

If he had expected Peter to respond to that bait, Dante was destined for disappointment. In fact, it barely registered a reaction as he halted alongside Dante on the sidewalk. His tone barely tolerant, but just as deep and musical, Peter asked, “What are you doing here, Dante?”

Flicking a glance at him, Dante ignored the question in favor of taking another pull on the cigarette. He deliberately blew the smoke into the man’s angelic face – and chuckled in delight when Peter waved the smoke away with an agitated gesture.

“Peter,” Dante pronounced as the wind picked up about them, whipping their long coats about their sculpted thighs like flags at full mast. “I should’ve known you’d be here tonight.”

“You didn’t answer my question.”

“I know.”

“What do you want with the girl?” Peter demanded.

“What do I ever want with them?”

Silence stretched out before them relieved only by the sound of their coats flapping against their legs. Peter finally broke it by saying, “You can’t go on like this forever.”

“Oh, yeah? Watch me.”

“Oh, I will.” Peter glanced toward the midnight-dark sky as a rumble of thunder sounded above them. “And you can be assured that I’ll do everything in my power to prevent you from achieving your goals.”

“I’d expect no less.”

“But let me tell you one thing. Soon – perhaps sooner than you think – you are going to be brought to your knees by a woman so pure, so innocent, your existence as you know it will be completely undone and you will serve the purpose you were meant to serve. And not your own.”

“Not if I can help it.”

Ignoring Dante’s bravura, Peter concluded, “And I’m going to be there to enjoy every delicious moment of it.” Before Dante could respond to that, he stated, “Looks like rain,” and retreated into the safety of the shadows from which he’d materialized – just before the first drops hit Dante right between the eyes.

Nora’s Soul by Margay Leah Justice, http://margayleahjustice.com
Available on Amazon.com


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Posted on March 23, 2009, in Book Excerpt. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. I hope you enjoyed this excerpt. Thanks for having me here.
    Margay Leah Justice

  2. Thank you for providing an excerpt from your novel for us to read.

  3. You are very welcome. I hope you enjoyed it!

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