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Once he’d realized as happening, he had fought, tried to save hirew inside you, sometimes so slowly you had no idea it was there Without a proper cleansing, however, it was there, ready to strike, and in the end, you would cave under its weight

Oh, you ht cry when you made your first kill, but the second, third and fourth were easier, and soon you would no longer shed any tears at all Soon you would no longer uphold life in any form Soon you were merely a husk of your former self

But Zacharel had known all of this and could have saved him Should have saved him Instead, Zacharel had betrayed him

"Your morsssel, sssire" The minion’s voice blended with the sobs of the daiveness blinked to focus The female was shoved up the steps and forced to kneel between his spread legs In her mid-twenties, with brown hair and a delicate face, she reh lord kept a few ates of hell When fresh ht for ownership Down here, iveness craved the ot theed his minions, because no one wanted to deal with him But every so often, he would discover a brunette beauty like this one

Tears tracked down this one’s cheeks Her eyes were hazel, a deep green flecked with golden brown

He captured one of the tears with his fingertip, and she flinched away from him He expected the reaction, even enjoyed it Once, he’d been a study of azed upon him onder Noith his cris, too-sharp horns and spiked tail, he was a study of horror

"I can taste your fear already," he said

Sobs shook her entire fra you"

She lacked Annabelle’s fire and bravery How disappointing

But…just thinking his Annabelle’s name filled him with excitement How badly did Zacharel want her?

What would he do to save her?

What would he be willing to save her froiveness sent her ere not allowed to rape or kill her Unforgiveness would have the privilege And Zacharel would have to watch it all, before at last joining her in death Well, death of the body, for Unforgiveness would not grant Zacharel the true death: spirit, soul and body No, he wanted the angel here, transforh lord, his actions a fil co hiet hiers around the feed her face toward his "Please what?"

"Let rin, this one slow and as dark as his soul "Why would I do that? I th up, my precious?"

Tremor, tremor "N-no"

Perhaps not, but she suspected "Well, it will be my pleasure to show you"

CHAPTER TEN

AS ONE DAY SLID INTO a second, Annabelle remembered the joys of Zacharel’s hoirl had to be prepared when evilappeared in her hands--now shockingly healed--or anywhere else, which meant she wasn’t in another cloud Bummer She’d already searched every corner, every piece of furniture, but had found nothing Not even a change of clothes

Now she patted down the walls, probing for any doorways the deht attempt to enter, but there wasn’t so much as a seah…teleporting? Was that what Koldo was doing, popping in and out as he did?

And why did the guy want Zacharel out of the heavens? she wondered for the thousandth time Hopefully she hadn’t ht returned her attention to Zacharel Fresh blood had soaked his robe anew, causing the ainst the purity of the white In the bathroos and a small basin of water But by the tiel, the blood had already disappeared

Hoas he doing that? The phenomenon had happened several times before, and she had hoped his injuries had somehow healed But each time before, that hope had been in vain Gently she raised the heh her He was still bruised, parts of hiashes everywhere, and his abdomen… Oh, poor Zacharel No, his injuries hadn’t healed this tier savable, gone forever

Oh, no She wasn’t going there

She forced herself to think about so else Like, how, for the first tioal, a safety net, and if she were being coantuan attraction to a man Zacharel’s hypnotic beauty hted her His strength fascinated her He had protected her, and he had intrigued her during their few conversations He wasn’t a s him a few times

I want him to live He was… She was… She…

Had fallen asleep, she realized, waking to find her chin pressed against her sternu her, she took up a post at the foot of the bed, ready to leap into action if anyone entered the room

Where are you, Koldo? The silence in the roo She despised that silence--until Zacharel began to release one agonized groan after another

She returned to his side, cooed at hiroans only increased in volu him, the robe and the comforter beneath him Soon he practically floated in a pool of the stuff

How ritted out "Must kill them"