Mag-log inAt seventeen, Alex Jennings is struck by lightning—and dies. When he wakes, he belongs to Hel, chosen as her executioner and bound to weigh souls and punish the guilty. With death at his command and vengeance in his veins, Alex hunts those responsible for his father’s murder, crossing a country soaked in blood and judgment. But power comes with a price. When his fated mate walks away, Alex returns home shattered. A brutal accident leaves him fighting for control of his mind, his future, and the darkness inside him. As he rebuilds his life and dares to love again, a new threat pulls him back into Hel’s service—one that will test his loyalty, his morality, and the laws he helped create. Now Head Alpha of the World Council, Alex faces the one trial he cannot execute his way out of. When a lie meant to protect his family threatens to destroy it, Alex must confront a devastating truth: Justice and love don't really conquer all.
view moreWhen you’re struck by lightning, the joules of energy that run through your body can be lethal. With a direct lightning strike, your body becomes part of the main lightning discharge channel. One portion of the current moves along just over the skin, known as a flashover, whereas another portion of the current moves through your body, inflicting unspeakable damage, and sometimes death.
The heat emitted by lightning is 50,000 degrees Fahrenheit. That is five times hotter than the surface of the sun and, with a direct hit, you suffer heart asystole and respiratory arrest. Both happened to me. My heart stopped for five minutes and I was jolted back to life by the paramedics.When I got struck by lightning, something else happened;while it didn’t hurt at all, it did leave a permanent Lichtenburg figure on me, which never went away. I was a medical mystery. It also awakened something in me that was beyond anyone’s imagination, including my own.My name is Alex Jennings and I was 17 when I died. I can’t begin to describe the immense heat I felt as that lightning bolt went through my body, and when I opened my eyes, smoke was emitted from every pore of my body. I laughed as I opened my eyes, purely because I couldn’t believe I was still alive.It happened during a football game, and I was standing close to the chain link fence when it hit me. Everybody saw it happen, and I became a freak for a completely new reason. Nobody could believe I had survived that, not even the doctors at the hospital I had been transported to.The odd thing about it was that there was no thunderstorm. There were no dark clouds, and the lightning had seemingly come out of nowhere. It was just a single bolt, aimed directly at me, while the sky was blue and clear.Before that day, few people knew my name and I didn’t exactly strike fear into the hearts of my enemies. I was tall but skinny, because I had asthma and my extramural activities consisted mostly of reading and hacking. That was the one thing I was very good at, but nobody knew that. Nobody really knew me.
I lived in Boulder, Montana, with my mother, Thalia. She had been a single mom for as long as I could remember, and I’ve never met my father. He died when my mother was still pregnant with me, but I have photos, and I kind of look like him.I was just your normal, average teenage boy. I was the nerd in the library, the one with no friends, though I rarely got bullied, not physically, at least. I could handle the name calling; it didn’t bother me that much. I liked my solitude. That didn’t last long though, because soon, everybody knew my name.After that day though, my asthma was gone, and I had more energy than I knew what to do with; literally and figuratively. I started going to the gym, and suddenly, I had friends at school. I didn’t sit alone in the library eating my lunch anymore, and because of that, my mom just told me to be careful.My body bulked out, and no matter how much time I spent in the gym, or how hard I pushed myself, I didn’t suffer another asthma attack ever again. My senses were sharper and I felt stronger, almost like I could do anything I wanted.A month later, I was standing outside in our yard as the thunder crackled loudly above me. Thalia was working the nightshift and I could feel the lightning running underneath my skin. It started in my left hand, where my mark was, and I could physically feel it on my fingertips.My mark started at my wrist, covered my entire left arm and ended just below my jawline. It was an intricately designed mark which would darken whenever I felt electricity in the sky. I didn’t tell anyone what I experienced when it rained; I was already a freak.The mark on my arm also darkened when I weighed your soul. I called it that, because I didn’t know how else to describe the things I saw and felt. I could look at a person and know if he or she was good or evil. It was an intense feeling of electricity that told me I had to kill someone; someone evil, someone guilty.In the beginning, I didn’t understand what was happening to me, only that it was something I had at my disposal, something I could use to do good things. I’d never thought of myself as a hero or special, but I would soon find out that being special also put a target on my back.I worked part time at the Riverside Youth Correctional Facility, located just outside the town’s border. I had worked in a small office where I digitized the prison’s records and kept the files updated. It was mainly an after-school job, three hours a day, and that’s where the idea of who I was to become had been born.I understood things better and I felt things. I soon learned to trust those instincts, and they were never wrong. I perfected how I did things, and now I strike fear into the hearts of those who dare mention my name; and I’ll smile as I look down at you, taking your last breath.For me, it was easy. We didn’t have a pack, and Thalia didn’t mind living as a lone wolf. It gave me the freedom to do the things I had to do. Thalia worked long hours at the hospital and honing my skills for what I was to become was crucial.I had no fear and I had no guilt in taking lives. It became second nature to me, it became a part of me, and I became very good at it. But like with everything else in life, it shows you the middle finger because we all make mistakes, even me.So, here is where I start my story, and the path it took me on. I became known as Kifo, the bringer of death, or if you prefer, Hel’s executioner.That night the kids slept in their own rooms for the first time and Jo was in the shower as I got into bed and closed my eyes. I had tried to phone Levi but he declined all my calls and when I phoned Thalia she told me that he had gone off on his bike.I heard the bathroom door open and I felt the bed move as she climbed in and moved up against me. I kept my eyes closed because I was slightly pissed off with Levi for telling her all those things and also slightly pissed off with Jo for staying mad at me.“Alex,” she whispered as she put her arm around me.“What?” I asked her.“You owe me a five minute thank you,” she said and I laughed.“That was like a one-time deal,” I said as I turned towards her and she laughed.“I’m sorry,” she said.“I’m sorry too,” I said and she kissed me.“I think I owe Levi an apology as well,” she said as she broke the kiss off.“Do you really want to talk about Levi right now?” I asked her as I realized she was naked.“No,” she said and kissed me again as
Two days later, I parked my car in the garage at our house. I had left my bike at the storage unit and then sent Juan a message with the bike as a gift. I texted Levi that we were back and asked Thalia to bring our kids home. Thalia’s car stopped in front of our house thirty minutes later and Regen and Rayne ran into the house.I grabbed them and picked them up and I couldn’t help the tears in my eyes as I hugged them tight against me. I had missed them so much and my world felt complete as their arms went around my neck and Thalia smiled as she watched us.“Where’s Mommy?” Rayne asked as I put them down.“She’s upstairs and she can’t wait to see you,” I said and watched them as they ran upstairs. “Thanks, Mom.”“What’s all this business with bikini girls and auction videos?” she asked me and I laughed.“I didn’t do anything wrong, I did a job and now I’m home,” I said to her as she watched me.“Uh huh,” she said.“Uh huh is right,” I said to her.“I raised you better than that, Alex,
“Simon,” I said as he answered on the first ring. “Can you meet me at the Reaper’s clubhouse?”“Everything okay, Alex?” he asked me.“They’ve been dealt with,” I said to him and put the phone down.“We should decide what to do with the bodies,” Jo said and Jesse’s mouth gaped open.“Simon’s on his way, we’ll talk when he gets here, twelve people can’t just disappear,” I said to her.“You were shot six times today! How are you still alive?” Jesse yelled and I turned towards him. He was completely freaking out and Jordan sat on a chair looking dazed.“Jesse, I’ll explain everything in a bit. Have a drink or four, just breathe,” I said to him and took my knife from the table where Jo had put it down. I started with Sean and dug all the bullets out of the dead bodies while Jo picked up all the empty casings. She handed me the bag and I put all the bullets inside and put it down on the table.“Simon,” I said as I opened the door when the headlights shone through the windows.“Alex,” he sa
I heard Jordan’s bike ten minutes later as he parked in front of the clubhouse and I waited. I was at the back of the building where I could get in through the window of the storeroom. From there I could climb into the roof and move to wherever I wanted inside that building.Jordan’s text came through five minutes later. Jo was in a back room and the door was guarded by Owen. Sean was waiting for confirmation of my death before he broke the news to Cassie to see her honest reaction and then he would know the truth.Lucky for me a man matching my description was admitted to the hospital with multiple gunshot wounds and the police had informed Sean, he had them on the payroll as well. I would have to get Jo out through that door because I couldn’t let her into that crawl space alone. One wrong step and she’d fall through the ceiling.I went in through the window and listened for sounds from the storeroom door. I could hear music coming from the bar area and I hoped the police hadn’t pho
Every week I tried to call Jules before I called Mary. I was still blocked on her phone and I had no reason to believe that it would change, but I still tried. I dialed Mary’s number since I had some time before I had to be at that meeting.“Hello Alex,” Mary answered and I could hear the smile in
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