Craving Sin

"Can you feel that? Can you feel how much love I just shot into you?"

She silently nodded, not trusting her voice.

"Good, you and I are going to be spending a lot of time together. Your body belongs to me now, got it?"

She nodded again.

"Good, and make sure you shave yourself down there before our next meet. Hair is a real turnoff for me."

The pages were flipped with anger and impatience, but refused to give up the information Helena was after. She was in the library, looking for any information she could get on the Antichrist. She couldn't find much; every mentioning was about what would happen with the Apocalypse and told her nothing that she didn't already know from reading the bible: a charismatic guy would appear, a genius of politics and economics, who would use fake miracles and lies to turn people away from Christ. Then Jesus would show up and the Apocalypse would happen.

But nothing told her how to beat him herself, or how to at least fight him. What really concerned her was