All Chapters of Spellbound by Obsession: Chapter 141 - Chapter 147

The Rockefeller garden was being transformed into a sports arena, nothing modest, of course, because modesty was not the family’s style.A giant screen was installed near the oak tree, cushioned chairs were arranged in a semicircle, and a long table displayed enough snacks to feed an army.Victoria was in charge of logistics, tablet in hand, giving orders to the staff as if she were coordinating a corporate merger. Eleanor ran back and forth with New York Jets flags and pom-poms, the family’s team, apparently, although I had never paid enough attention to confirm it. William was in his favorite chair, a whiskey in hand, grumbling about “these modern players don’t play like they used to.” Celeste supervised the snacks with the precision of an experienced hostess.And Evelyn…Evelyn was sitting on the improvised sofa, wearing a Jets t-shirt that Eleanor had lent her, her golden eyes shining with excitement. She had never watched a Super Bowl before, had grown up without television, with

The Shadow Market was in an uproar.The stalls opened for me like a sea parting for a storm. Vendors gathered their merchandise. Succubi averted their gaze. Even the Market guards, three-meter-tall ogres, took a step back when they saw me pass.My wings were still partially open, my horns gleaming, my violet eyes burning like torches. I was not there to negotiate. I was there to get answers.Kellar, the informant, was in his shop at the back of the Market. The bone bead curtain swayed when I entered, and he looked up from a dusty scroll. His expression went from boredom to terror in half a second.“Mortyss!” he squealed, his hands trembling. “What… what an unexpected honor! Again! So soon! How can I…”“Where is Evelyn?”“E-Evelyn? I don’t know who you’re…”My hand closed around his throat. I lifted him off the ground, his feet dangling in the air.“The Lilim. My Lilim. The hunters took her. You know everything that happens in the underworld, Kellar. Tell me where she is or I’ll rip ou

“Some weeks ago.” Mortyss replied. “During a training session. Evelyn threw me against a tree.”“Were you training her?”“Yes.”“And you noticed that her power was amplified by your presence?”“I noticed that she was stronger when I was nearby. And that I was stronger when she was nearby. It is symbiosis.”“Symbiosis.” Z repeated, taking notes. “Interesting. Second question: have you ever used this combined power in combat?”“Yes.” I replied. “Against the Council hunters. In Jess’s apartment.”“Result?”“Seven hunters neutralized. Six dead. One fled.”“Kaela.” Z murmured. “She is the only survivor. She will answer for her crimes before the Department.” He made more notes. “Third question: what is the extent of your emotional bond?”“What do you mean?” I asked.“The Lilim-Incubus bond is traditionally parasitic. One feeds on the other, usually in an unequal way. But your bond seems to be… balanced. Is this intentional?”“No.” Mortyss replied. “It happened naturally.”“Naturally.” Z rep

"That's a smile," Thorne observed, jaw tense. "What does the smile mean?""It means they are keys.""To what?""To places.""What places?""Places that aren't in the databases."Reyes and Thorne exchanged glances."What exactly are these places?" insisted Reyes."One is a library. Another, a wine cellar. The third, a garden. The fourth... well, the fourth is a surprise.""A library of what?" asked Thorne."Books.""What kind of books?""Books you would like to read. But you can't. Because they are in places you can't open. It's a vicious cycle, isn't it?"Thorne slammed his hand on the table. The sound echoed through the room."Mr. Mortyss, this is an official interview. I demand answers.""And I demand a lawyer." I crossed my arms. "But since we're in the Supernatural Department, where lawyers don't exist, we're at this impasse. I suggest we move on to the next question. Or we can continue this cycle of mutual frustration. The choice is yours."Thorne took a deep breath. Reyes was wr