Bree
I don’t think I’ve ever seen Fallon so angry. As we make our way down the empty streets in his dark SUV, I hold tightly to my seatbelt and resist the urge to openly gape at his stunning profile. I mean, the man is a walking dream with his gorgeous dark hair, creamy skin, and tantalizingly clear eyes that look like molten silver. I almost swallowed my tongue when he stepped out of his room wearing a fitted black sweater, black jeans, and black combat boots. His arms are riddled with intricate tattoo sleeves, and his hair was tied back into a ponytail, emphasizing his chiseled jaw and perfectly curved brows.
Gazing from the corner of my eyes at his stiff posture, I bite my lower lip and try not to squirm in my seat. It’s still pretty early in the morning, and the light of day shi
Chapter 7: Choices made in the heat of the moment…Fallon This is a terrible idea. I think to myself as I observe Bree settle into my guest bedroom. Her golden hair shines beneath the sunlight shining through the large windows, and her skin looks as smooth as honey. Needing a moment, I settle her bag over the bed and head toward the door. “Go ahead and settle in. I’ll be in my office if you need me.” Rushing out of the door, I don’t wait for her to respond. I don’t think I can handle listening to anything she has to say without fighting the urge to throw her across the bed and ravishing her. Once I rea
Bree Oh my gosh, oh man, I kissed Fallon. I kissed Fallon. What the hell was I thinking? I rub my swollen lips and close my eyes as I recall how delicious it felt. As I lie in my bed, I rewind to every moment of the kiss. What do I do in the morning? Do I pretend that it never happened? Do I apologize? I feel so stupid. But I also regret that we didn’t go further. Come morning, I’m feeling terrible from lack of sleep. I also concluded that I need to be honest about my feelings. I don’t think I can handle letting him walk away from me the same way he did last time. Since it appears that my encounter with the demon
Fallon I’m in disbelief over what just occurred. It seemed that Bree wanted to say something, but something held her back. I try not to dwell on what she wanted to say, yet a small part of me wishes that she would have chosen to stay in my home. It would be torturous to have her close, but at least I’d get to see her. Even going in that direction with my train of thought is quite maddening, I know. Within moments, I reach Mathias’ home. Mathias is one of the oldest Seraphim to live on earth. He’s also the head of the Supernatural Council. My hope is that the Council might have hunted or seen similar creatures in the city. Mathias and some of his men await me as soon as I reach his apartment. I nod in greet
Bree “Oh my gosh, this is so good. “I slur while taking another sip of the deliciously sweet cocktail in front of me. The other girls give me an equally drunk look as they clink their glasses together. When Nevaeh and I ran into each other at school earlier in the evening, I didn’t expect that I’d end up getting drunk with her and her friends at the really hot club, Garden of Eden. It’s Friday night, and the place is packed. Thankfully, Nevaeh and I are very good friends with Azazel, so getting a private room wasn’t a problem. Yeah, I get friend status since Azazel is in love with my bestie, Zoe. He will do anything to make her happy. 
Fallon I open my eyes, unsure of where I am. I’ve never slept so contentedly in my entire existence. After a moment, I realize that there’s a small weight on my chest and look down to find long golden curls covering me like a curtain. My mind rears back to last night’s events, making my heartbeat quicken. My cock instantly stirs as I remember how delicious her lips felt wrapped around it. I also remember how good it felt to be between her thighs. Resting my head back on the pillow, I think about where we go from here. We still have a prophecy hanging over our heads. However, as I analyze the situation, I realize that the prophecy would be mitigated if she was with me. I’m most assuredly, not the Cre
Bree I sit in class still seething with anger over waking up alone this morning. I keep replaying what we did and what I might have done wrong. There has to be a reason Fallon left without saying a word. Just when I thought we were getting somewhere too. I mean, we didn’t have sex in the traditional sense, but what we did was amazing. Now, I feel stupid because I even dressed up in case he called me. I look down at my white razor back top and black flounce skirt and grimace. Thankfully, I opted to wear my plain, white all-stars instead of heels. My pencil taps on the desk in a rapid staccato as I run through every scenario. The girl in front of me turns back and glares at me, but I glare back. I’m not in the mood to b
Fallon My eyes snap open, sensing some kind of disturbance around me. Looking around, I realize that my head is resting on a soft surface, but my body is lying on the cold ground. Sitting up, I see that I was lying on a beautiful woman’s lap. Her eyes are closed, and her back is resting on the wall. I narrow my eyes, trying to remember how I ended up here, but I cannot come to a reasonable conclusion. The room is unfamiliar, and so is the woman. Running my gaze across her long golden hair, smooth skin and angelic face, I cannot recall if I’ve met her before. Based on the fact that we’re both dressed, I have to assume that our encounter was not sexual. Which is a true shame because she’s stunning.&n
Bree As I sit in the darkened room, I’m in disbelief that Fallon left me here without a thought. For hours, I pound on the door and call out to him and Lilith until I’m spent. Sliding down on the floor, I cry out, hoping that he’ll come back for me. But as the hours dwindle, my hope begins to wane. The place is locked down by some kind of magic. There’s no door or windows to escape from. Lying my back against the wall, I close my eyes and let myself cry. Tears rack my body, and sobs fill my chest. At some point, I must fall asleep. Unfortunately, I’m still in the dark, dank room when I awaken. My body shudders as I wrap my arms around me to keep myself warm since there’s nothing to use for cover from the elements other than my own clothing. Eventually, the need to use the ladies
Fallon I stand beside Azazel and Lucifer and observe Lilith’s power is drained and placed on the amulet. Lilith rants and raves from her temporary cell inside my father’s fortress, but we ignore her. Lucifer drops a black satchel through the bars and takes a step back. “You’re human now, Lilith. It’s time for you to find your true destiny.” Lilith scowls at the bag. “What did you do to me? What have you done to my powers?” Lucifer puffs out a breath. “I siphoned all of your power. You can no longer hurt anyone. In exchange, I’m allowing you to redeem yourself. But listen well…” he states firmly.&n
Bree Resting my head on Fallon’s bare shoulder, I caress my fingers up and down his chiseled chest and smile. If anyone had told me over a year ago that I’d fall in love with Lucifer’s son, I’d have laughed in their faces. Hell, if you would have told me that the supernatural world exists, I’d have sent that person to the nearest loony bin. But here I am, in a literal hell and lying in my love’s arms. After I woke up from my restful healing, Fallon and I talked about what happened. He was so upset that I almost died and about his behavior. It took a while for us to talk about it and forgive each other. After that, he ushered me to Lucifer’s office, where we discussed what has been going o
Fallon My army prepares as we wait for the blood moon to clear the velvety sky. Adjusting my black armor, I look at Brielle. She’s standing quietly behind me, wearing a black tank top and yoga pants that mold to her body like a second skin. She had to tell me what each item was because I had never seen such garments. I don’t know why Lilith dressed her in such a manner. But then again, Lilith is also dressed in a similar ensemble, except that hers is red. As soon as the moon turns crimson, Lilith casts a spell that reveals the curtain that separates the earth from other worlds. Weaving forward, I lead my army into hell. As we march, I look around hell’s desolate landscape. Hell is exactly what I im
Bree Something big is happening tonight. I can feel it. It’s been weeks since I’ve been trapped in this house and nearly a week since Fallon finally made love to me. He might not agree with my estimation, but it felt like more than sex to me. After that, it became harder for us to keep our hands off each other. Which doesn’t mean that I haven’t attempted to escape more than once. One time I even got further than the bedroom, but one of the demons caught me and dragged me back to the room before he snitched on me to Fallon. When Fallon found out, he came into the room, pushed me against the door and pleased me until I screamed his name. We pretty much have sex whenever we’re in the same room. I can understand now why Zoe and Azazel didn’t leave their room for days. Sex is suppose
Fallon I will not think about her! There’s nothing between us but sex. Once I’m done with her, I will break her neck and continue with my plans to end the world. This is what I repeat in my head while I swing my sword in the weapon’s practice room. Lilith walks in a moment later, her arms crossed in front of her chest and her lips twisted in one of her trademark jeers. “What has you in such a state, my monster?” I ignore her and continue my sword practice. “I hope that the human is not the reason you are acting so st
Chapter 16: Pacing does not workBree Fallon has so much goddamn nerve. I can’t believe he did it to me again. Just when we get close again, he runs away. I swear that if he was here right now, I’d choke him. I guess I should be thankful that this time he doesn’t leave me to starve to death. I might be bored, but at least I have a comfortable bed and some food that one of the demon servants dropped off earlier. Unlike the cellar I was in, this room is quite luxurious. It has a large king-sized bed, several well-lit windows with silky curtains, and a beautifully handcrafted vanity reclines near one of the walls. The hardwood floors are well polished, and the walls are painted eggshell white. Taking one of
Fallon I don’t understand this harsh weight that I’m feeling inside of my chest as I look down at the human girl’s fragile form. When I found her in that dank cell with her broken body struggling to breathe, I felt this strong sense of loss. I don’t know why I feel this way. Hell, I don’t know why I feel anything at all. She’s human, and I should not care if she dies─but I do. Bile collects in my throat as the feeling of her anguish fills my veins. But I don’t stop until her body is completely healed and cleansed of its unwashed state. Stumbling back, I blink until the pain and darkness recede to the fringes of my mind. The pain is still there, but it’s tolerable. Thankfully, it wasn’t as bad as we thought. She was not well, but she wasn’t too far gone.
Bree As I sit in the darkened room, I’m in disbelief that Fallon left me here without a thought. For hours, I pound on the door and call out to him and Lilith until I’m spent. Sliding down on the floor, I cry out, hoping that he’ll come back for me. But as the hours dwindle, my hope begins to wane. The place is locked down by some kind of magic. There’s no door or windows to escape from. Lying my back against the wall, I close my eyes and let myself cry. Tears rack my body, and sobs fill my chest. At some point, I must fall asleep. Unfortunately, I’m still in the dark, dank room when I awaken. My body shudders as I wrap my arms around me to keep myself warm since there’s nothing to use for cover from the elements other than my own clothing. Eventually, the need to use the ladies
Fallon My eyes snap open, sensing some kind of disturbance around me. Looking around, I realize that my head is resting on a soft surface, but my body is lying on the cold ground. Sitting up, I see that I was lying on a beautiful woman’s lap. Her eyes are closed, and her back is resting on the wall. I narrow my eyes, trying to remember how I ended up here, but I cannot come to a reasonable conclusion. The room is unfamiliar, and so is the woman. Running my gaze across her long golden hair, smooth skin and angelic face, I cannot recall if I’ve met her before. Based on the fact that we’re both dressed, I have to assume that our encounter was not sexual. Which is a true shame because she’s stunning.&n