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LXXXVIII: FINDING THE OTHER SIX PART 1

Author: Lune Blood
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-25 22:41:11
The mortal world did not feel it, not truly. To human eyes, the night was ordinary, the moon a pale guardian over cities and forests. But beneath that calm shimmered the new pulse of divinity. The merge had altered everything. The Seven Sins had scattered, taking vessels among mortals, and the pairs chosen by the gods moved to seek them out.

Caius hated mortal noise. The screech of tires, the pulse of neon, the thousand scents of steel and smoke all of it set his teeth on edge. He stood on the edge of a rooftop overlooking the heart of the city, coat whipping in the wind, golden eyes narrowed at the skyscraper that bore Tyler’s name: TYLYX ENTERTAINMENT.

Behind him, Tyler emerged from the elevator hatch, hands in his pockets, grin wide as ever. “You could’ve taken the front door, you know. You’re not exactly low-profile standing up here like a gargoyle.”

“Front doors are for mortals,” Caius muttered.

“Right. Because Mr. Brooding here’s too holy for a keycard.” Tyler joined him,
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    Lucifer's hands clamped down on his, anchoring, but never commanding. And it was his mania, his driving insanity, that was the only thing that stood between the hunger of the Book and the crimson flames in Allistair's eyes, and the whispers of annihilation trying to bleed into being. And Allistair, shaking, leaning, nearly dissolving into him, knew he would not and could not let go. Because Lucifer would not allow it. And the Book, the chaos, the blood none of it could sever what had been forged in obsession, love, and the dangerous intimacy of survival. Allistair's trembling slowed imperceptibly, his breath still ragged, his mind still a maelstrom of blood and fire and the pulsing pull of the Book. But Lucifer's presence was a tether he couldn't and didn't want to break. Every brush of lips and every heartbeat pressed together, every obsessive murmur, grounded him in a reality far more dangerous than the chaos flooding his senses. Lucifer's eyes, wild, possessed, mad with lov

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