Road To Perdition Novel Novels & Stories

Three years after my release from prison, I ran into my ex-wife in the presidential suite of the most exclusive hotel in Bayshore. It had been years since I last saw her. She was draped in a silk robe, radiating wealth. When she recognized me, something unreadable passed through Cecily Monroe's eyes. "On the day you got out, why didn't you wait for me to come pick you up?" I said nothing and handed over the takeout. Her gaze dropped to the scar on my wrist, and her breath caught. "I went too far with that. But you've always been tougher than Adrian. You can always get back on your feet." She was talking about what happened six years ago, when Adrian Burke was involved in a catastrophic

I looked up at the full moon hanging in the sky, and my thoughts began to drift. Six years ago, under a moon just like this, Willow had pulled me over from the side of the road on a whim—just to spite Luther—and confessed to me. Back then, I really believed it was a stroke of luck. I had always had a crush on her and believed that as long as we were together, I could, one day, win her heart. Yet over the past six years, she had broken plans with me time after time because of Luther. He forced his way into our lives with stubborn persistence. It wasn't that I had never thought about giving up, but after Willow gave birth to Naomi, I once believed she might return to our little family.

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Zeus replied knowingly. I knew he would of guessed my plans by now. I had already changed my flight to one 2 hours behind her. I was going but she didn't need to know. I would follow behind her just to make sure she was safe. Six months of pure torture was headed my way and I simply didn't care. I had to go. I had to be near her. After the six months I had to come back. Which would add six more months of complete agony. But Ares would be meeting up with her then. The only way her parents could even get me to agree to coming back in six months was to promise he would join her half way through. I had almost given up the beta title not to have to leave her. But they were quick to compromise. Ze

Jaza asks. “No, they belong to my brother.” Perdition says. Jaza stands completely still. “I am sorry. I would not harm the grandchildren of Lucifer.” Jaza says. “But this does not settle the matter, Perdition. She must come with me.” Perdition holds out her palm, facing Jaza, and pushes fire and light out of her hand. “I do not think so.” She says. Jaza screams. His two sons hear him, they run to their father.

Her hands were slick, her arms barely responding, her body getting weaker, heavier, and slower. Blood filled her mouth. Metallic. Warm. She coughed, crimson staining the sand beneath her lips. ‘ I’m… going to die.’ The thought drifted through her mind, quiet and heavy. Above, the crowd chanted. “FIONA! FIONA! FIONA!” Fiona stood back for a moment, lifting her sword slightly in acknowledgment, soaking in the praise like sunlight. Just then, something inside Zaria… snapped. [ Theodore’s smile and sentence. Maribel's evil grin. Caleb's false accusations. The betrayal. The king's knife at her throat.]

A blood-curdling scream came from the furnace. That was how I'd died in my past life, and I couldn't help feeling vindicated as I watched Summer suffer the same fate. The fire ate her up. She'd left blood all over the furnace before her death because she'd tried to claw her way out. Terence stood there, looking like he was admiring a painting. Once Summer was incinerated, he turned to look at Jean. "It's your turn now."

I curled up on the floor, felt a rush of iron in my throat—and coughed up a mouthful of blood. That bright-eyed boy I used to be—the one who still had hope—faded into nothing. After that, I had nothing left to live for. Until just now, when this wretched, drifting life of mine finally ended. Matthew, your big brother is coming to join you. I've finally paid for my sin.

The seductive aura wrapped around me like armor. As the final pieces of Seraphina’s memories settled into place, I felt complete. This was my beginning. The rejected, murdered Elara was dead. Seraphina Voss , reborn avenger , had risen and the Blackthorn empire would never be the same.

Where there was once a forest full of life and green, there was now… desolate. The last word I heard before the night became too much, before I wished it was just Aleric and I beneath those lights of his mind was one word, one word whispered from Neoma’s lips. “Perdition!” Then, as quickly as those feelings of hot static rolled from me into the earth, I fell against that same soil with nothing but rage in my heart.