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His cheeks were pale white, like he never had that rosy dust. Lucas could see the arms bandaged, his feet were covered in white too. He dragged his chair near the bed and put his face on the bed near Liam's hand, hooking their pinky fingers; he kept starring at the angelic face until he fell asleep. Liam opened his eyes to a white ceiling. He looked around, it wasn’t their home. Where was he? He could hear faint beep but at the moment his brain was overwhelmed. There was a particular stench of antiseptics and the room with all white walls.

Everything else seemed dead and cold, but this was an oasis. Kat guessed that this was probably the heaven part of the Underworld, the sanctuary for really good people. Because why else would such a beautiful spot exist in this wasteland? In spite of herself, she felt a punch of longing in her gut. If she knew for sure that this would be the location of her afterlife, she wouldn't have struggled against Calix when he tried to take her. When she's going to finally croak, this better be the place that would greet her, not a cold cell in the torture chambers.

Both in heaven and on earth, they are responsible for maintaining order. Among the rest, there were angel soldiers. So perhaps. My presence wasn't interesting enough for any higher-ranking divine being to acknowledge me. Those obnoxious winged beings. Those despicable archangels knew what they were doing, but I have no interest in playing their games. Deadly energy began to emanate from my hands, the power of the underworld is unsurpassed. Even God himself would not be so foolish as to face me directly. From my hands, energy began to radiate all around me; my demons became immersed in it. And I felt their strength multiplying. Suddenly, the crystallized ground we were standing on began to tu

"Ask Bianca. Isn't she the daughter-in-law of your heart?" Helen went silent. After Bianca returned to New York, people dug up the truth. Her wellness studio had shut down, her cards were maxed out, and her parents lived in a rented two-bedroom. She had diamonds because Ethan used my card. She had first class because he took my parents' seats. Without my money, she had nothing to offer them. That evening, Ethan came to Pier Seventeen. Security stopped him outside my office. Through the glass, I saw his wrinkled wedding suit and dirty collar.

No one to stop them. "Perhaps in heaven, if the Gods have mercy on me. Just for once, let me..have..what...I want." Mikael coughed blood a couple of times and finally, his fiery gaze becomes grim and lifeless, looking ahead at Eve with the last of his breath softly blowing the grass near him. He dreamt of heaven. It wasn't the darkness he expected or the fire of hell ready to burn him to ashes. He was within the clouds, floating endlessly while his head lying on a soft flesh. His eyes look upwards while his body rested and does not move at all.

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Author's POV Inferno’s realm had begun to soften, not weaken. The sky above the obsidian plains no longer burned in violent crimson. It had shifted into deep molten gold, the color of embers that knew their purpose had already ignited something irreversible. Zenith slept against Alejandro’s chest near the crystalline lake, the same lake where flame ran beneath the water like veins of liquid sunlight. Her body glowed faintly now. Not with raw healing power, but with life.

She cannot go back home. "What does heaven look like?" I asked, though it wasn’t really what I wanted to ask. She looked up as if she could see the sky even though something was blocking our roof. "Heaven is your heaven, Chival," she chuckled. "What made you feel like heaven is your heaven." “You are my heaven, then,” I told her. “Though, I wasn’t sure if I’ll go to heaven. What’s hell like?” “Your deepest regrets, grief, what-ifs. The thing that will kill you over and over again, well, metaphorically, ”she shrugged.

continued Daniel. Kenzo dripped crystal grains that almost hit his handsome face and he couldn't imagine how much their Love Heaven struggles. "I know Dissa is similar to Sarah, your wife. But, for the love of heaven, let her be my wife. Don't hurt yourself for selfishness and revenge. Let's start a new life and arrange a better life." added Daniel. Kenzo turned his gaze towards Daniel. "I'm not sincere if you guys are happy and while I'm suffering!" Kenzo snapped clenching his fists and glaring at Daniel.

Consciousness returned to heat. Not the burning silver of the explosion. Warmth. Fur. The scent of pine needles and northern wind—scent of home, of before. I opened my eyes to a ceiling of living wood, roots twisting overhead like protective ribs. Not stone. Not silver. "Healer!" A voice—rough, male, familiar from childhood. My father's Beta. "She wakes." I tried to sit. Fire lanced through my abdomen. My hand flew to my stomach, expecting hollowness, expecting the grave that had been dug inside me.