Saved by the Archangel

Attention: This book is the direct continuation of the book "Protected by the Devil", be sure to read the other book first. Thank you!~~~It was as if I was looking into the eyes of death. The place didn't have the smell or the heat of hell. It was strangely normal. Like an autumn afternoon in the human world. It wasn't cold, but it was windy, and it wasn't heated, although an orange light appeared between the clouds in what could be a late afternoon. The floor was made of dry and firm mud. And there was nothing as far as the eyes reached. No tree. No lake. No stone. It was the end of the world, the most honest way to say it."Do you know which direction to go? "I asked Vraxlon.The prince-warrior watched me with a squinting glow in his eyes. I had the impression of thinking he would be in shock because it took a long time to answer me and the expression on his face was that of someone who had just suffered from a pressure drop. Vraxlon held me by the shoulders, and I noticed that

Vraxlon's gaze bent down to the dagger on my hips, and even though he was busy picking up the gun and studying it, I knew I was just finding a pretext not to look directly into my eyes."I've been here," he said darkly. "In some of their lives, I've been here. I can remember that now."And you said that no supernatural creature could get out of here "Zombei, but my voice didn't have even half the humor I intended. "But if you're still alive, it's because it means you left."It is," he murmured, and only at that moment he decided to raise his black eyes towards me. "I just don't remember what the cost was for me to leave.While eating and drinking water, I found myself wondering if I would have risked my life for Vraxlon to return and tell the others what we found out. But if we had come this far, wouldn't he remember everything? By the way, why the hell would he forget everything that had happened, remembering only when we were about to do it all over again? Unless this was part of t

The prince-warrior held my hand and led me to the cave, acting with a lot of conscience and wisdom along the way. During all the time I followed him, I couldn't help but notice how restless and suspicious my soul seemed. I felt not only that I was willingly heading to death, but also falling like a fly into a trap.The cave was even colder and wetter than all the rest of the purgatory. Whether it was for the vegetation that covered the roof of the place, or for the trees that made shadows at the entrance, I would never know. However, I was very sure that my sneezing and itching in the throat region, which began to devastate me a few hours after we intended to rest, reminded me a lot of the eminence of a cold caused by the cold."Use this," Vraxlon suggested as he stretched a blanket towards me.The heavy fabric fell on me and crawled against the most boring stones inside the cave. I was sitting and wrapped my arms around my legs, leaning my head against my knees. Vraxlon sat next to

And the tears that didn't roll down your face, rolled over mine. I cried as I wrapped his shoulders with my arms and moved my hips harder over yours. And I kept crying even when we reached the climax together. Because that was the last one. Because we were very close to my death. Because we knew that's where it all ended.And it occurred to me, as I rested my head against his shoulder and our moans gave way to breathless and choppy breaths, that the magic we had just created was enough to open a new portal and get out of there, or to defeat my enemy with full force. But if history tended to repeat itself, how could I die before I could open the portal for him Could it be that in my deathbed all the powers were released at once and that was what made Vraxlon able to return safely? But if it were so, now that he and the other sins were kept trapped around my life, how could I die and not him?All these questions kept spinning in my head as I ended up falling asleep once again. I was ful

It was truly an lobby, but no entrance doors. The only entrance and exit was the top of all that staircase on which we went down. Looking from below, it seemed impossible that I had gone down what didn't look like more than a few minutes. And going up would be an even greater penance. But I had no plans to go back the same way I arrived, and I took a hand on my chest to make sure to hide the shape of the necklace on my chest, even though I knew that the blue light still shone against the leather of my clothes.Not to say that there was nothing in that lobby, I can mention that there was only a small opening on the wall, which could be a door of the human standard size, but that there was only an opening. Even if I spied as much as my neck could stretch, I couldn't see anything from the other. It was as if a mantle was placed over the passage, reflecting the lobby and not its interior."Is she on the other side? "I asked Vraxlon.The warlord nodded.“Choose your questions well. And cho