brother into becoming my personal portal master had been fun and now knowing that he was the one that was to be blamed for my actions was another death that I could cross off my list. Oh, how I couldn't wait to see the look on my brother’s face when he discovered that he had killed someone so loyal to him for all these years. it was a bonus that I hadn't even thought of until this day.
Now if I just had that Eye I'd be congratulating myself a lot more. However, the second her power had erupted, then I had to confess it wasn't often I was shocked and admittedly a little impressed. Perhaps there was another use for her other than just sacrificing her life for my gain.
Perhaps I would make her my Queen. Now this was a notion indeed, for it was temping, stealing her away from my brother and forcing him to watch as I took everything from him, including his powerful little bitch. A woman, admittedly, I was starting to like more than I should, for she wasn't anything I expected her to be. I’d had her watched for years, knowing who she was to Lucius almost at the same point that he did, for I was the one who orchestrated her kidnapping the first day he saved her.
The mortal life she lived repulsed me and I believed her nothing more than a fly trapped in my web, but then when I saw her today something snapped inside of me. Something was awakened. It was true my nature was drawn to powerful beings, collecting them for my gain. But this was something else entirely. Fuck! But I think I was still hard just thinking about her! Of course, this was an unfortunate moment, Dalene walked closer after using the portal I had Dariush unknowingly make.
I wondered if he was currently begging for his life in some shithole cell somewhere beneath my brother's castle....a castle that should have been mine. Fuck, how I hated my brother!
I hated him with a passion like no other, the roots of my rage were connected to Tartarus, just as that fucking hand of his was. But the Venom of God was yet another immense power granted to the wrong fucking person.
I would make him pay.
I would make them all fucking pay, and Amelia made for a nice sight in my mind of her on her knees before me.
“My Lord Master.” Dalene’s voice echoed in the space I had made my home lifting its veil and revealing the underground palace fit for the real King of Hell.
“My dear, I trust everything went well?” I asked, recalling the next stage in our planning.
“But of course, however, I fear the Hex will soon be severed as the shifter found the Hexion demon we too had been looking for.” I waved my hand, telling her,
“It is of little matter, for I know a better way to reach the girl and after all, we have manipulated her every step up until now, we will merely continue to do so.”
“Yes, my Lord Master.” I took a look at my witch, one who had been with me for very long time and like most of my minions, it was through their own roots of rage and the promise of revenge that led them to me. However, I believed Dalene’s was the strongest need for vengeance, and almost as great as my own considering the connexion she had to Lucius or should I say…
Judas.
I held out my hand for her to place hers in mine and I walked her to the seat, one lower than my own throne, once there I asked her,
“Two thousand years is a long time to seek revenge and it's been so close on the horizon, tell me, my dear…” She leaned in as I whispered like a lover’s deadly kiss,
“Are you ready to kill Lucius…are you ready to kill…
“Your Husband?”
To be continued.
About the Author
Stephanie Hudson has dreamed of being a writer ever since her obsession with reading books at an early age. What first became a quest to overcome the boundaries set against her in the form of dyslexia has turned into a life's dream. She first started writing in the form of poetry and soon found a taste for horror and romance. Afterlife is her first book in the series of twelve, with the story of Keira and Draven becoming ever more complicated in a world that sets them miles apart.
When not writing, Stephanie enjoys spending time with her loving family and friends, chatting for hours with her biggest fan, her sister Cathy who is utterly obsessed with one gorgeous Dominic Draven. And of course, spending as much time with her supportive partner and personal muse, Blake who is there for her no matter what.
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