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His breath, shaking. The way he wanted had slammed through him—raw, forbidden, overwhelming. The way Althea’s heart had answered with equal force. The way he’d recoiled—not from her, but from being exposed. From being seen wanting something he shouldn’t. Then Hiraya felt something worse: The monster. The seismic magic rising under Althea’s skin. The Beacon flare—silent but deafening—calling into the dark. Calling something back. Hiraya ripped her hand away, stumbling a step, face bone-white.

Chapter 1 – You’re Trouble, Aren’t You? It was one of those Chicago nights where the air smelled like rain and bad decisions. The streets shimmered under the streetlights, wet with the earlier drizzle, and the whole city buzzed like it knew something dirty was about to happen.

” Noticing that I haven’t even made an attempt to speak or even move -since I was practically unable to even breathe anymore- she only continued, “Ookaaay, first things first,” “In case you were wondering, the reason why Azrael isn’t a fallen is that he’s...Well let’s just say he’s not your “regular” Archangel like the others, since he’s one of The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse and all that shit... And since his grace is practically bound to my soul...Uh...let’s just say that as long as I’m alive, he’s...He will still be his...usual self...” Even though that last sentence left me feeling somewhat confused -mostly by the way she so evasively explained it- I however chose to mainly focus on

Azrael says as my father shudders "Tastes like goldfish water to me," he says as Azrael glares at him. Azrael sits across from me, and I take him in. He's definitely a replica of our dad, the only difference being that his hair is longer and curlier, and his eyes are a light golden brown. He notices my stare and smiles. "Dig in. Sorry I couldn't see you earlier; I was in town helping out with the farmer's market," he says I waste no time filling my plate and passing the serving bowl to Roman. I shovel a forkful in and practically moan at the taste. Holy shit, he's a good cook.

So I went to King Phillip and demanded part of his army come help land an attack on the Stauckana Barbarians so I could win back my woman, My love, My Elizabella. He denied me at first, but I thought up a different strategy. I told him of how the barbarians harboured the Silvertongue charm, the one that could help us decipher the Book of Azazel. The Book of Azazel—everyone knows the story. It is the book with a mysterious unknown language that can only be deciphered with the help of the Silvertongue. Only then would King Phillip…or me…gain world domination.

It would be like having an aperitif. Yes, that's right, an aperitif before dinner! What stronzo (asshole*) would have anything against an aperitif? "What happened to your other chef? "He's bedridden. Stronzo (asshole*) has a skin infection, apparently shingles. He told me about chicken pox, but frankly, I don't care. All I care about is who was going to feed my VIPs." The doors open again and reveal a gigantic casino. In the center of the tables of games, strippers make the show on bars of pole dance arranged.

The table was full of laughter and conversation as we ate. Alec looked up giving me a sly grin, “So Kellina, is your mom the high priestess and if so can you please explain to me how the purest of us was able to have a daughter?” He said it more curiously and ornery than anything. Reese elbowed him and I couldn’t help myself the nerves of the day all came out and I started to laugh then so did the rest of the table as I explained to them the real truth of the high priestess’s daughter.

Daniel asked, horrified. "Next, I am going to do something that I might regret in the future. But to save my daughter's life, I will do anything in my power." Azrael said, closing her eyes. "Sorry, the lord of witches and all the ancestors, for what I am going to do today is one of the most forbidden things of the black book. Please forgive me." Azrael said before placing her hand on the coffin. "Please don't hate me, dear. What I am going to do today, is all for your benefits." She whimpered before closing her eyes and looking in the sky resolutely.

Freya read the words out loud, her voice shaking at first, then getting louder over the thunder. “I call upon the Lord of the Pit… Azrael… Master of Contracts… come forth and grant me what I seek.” The temperature in the room dropped suddenly. The candle flames stretched tall and turned black at the tips. A deep, rumbling sound vibrated through the floor like something massive had stepped into reality. Then a figure appeared