All Chapters of Devil In Disguise: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Eloise Dalton For years, I had a recurring dream. It wouldn’t always be the exact same one. Sometimes I would be kidnapped, sometimes I would be stuck in a burning building or I’d be drowning. Most of the time, I would be trapped in a tiny room of a place I had assumed for years must be some kind of temple or cathedral. It always felt eerily realistic with the walls crumbling around me and explosions blasting in the distance. Every time, no matter what form my dream took, an older boy would pick me up and save me, and then he would tell me to wait for him—then I’d wake up. My therapist thought I must have experienced something traumatic as a child which I was yet to heal from, and it would explain why all these dreams had the same ending. I almost believed her until I realized every time in my dream, the boy would call me Hyacinth. Familiar as it sounded, that was not my name. I was pretty certain my name was Lyra even though my foster parents had preferred to pretend I didn’t kno

Angelica "Did you have a good time on your vacation?" Klara asked. We had met up for another session. Once again, I had chosen a time when Curtis was too busy to think about where I was and what I was doing. "It was great. More than great, actually. I haven't had so much fun in my life." I admitted. For the first time, I was telling her the truth. For years, I always felt a part of me was missing. For the first time, I hadn't felt that emptiness for an entire day. I thought back to the time we spent at the arcade on our last night in Arcron. We played all sorts of games including a racing game I thought would be too childish. It was unbelievable how much fun we ended up having. Curtis won every time, except the one time he knocked his racing car against the rail and couldn't catch up with me before I won. That was his cue to propose an actual race. We were not at all prepared, being in a different city, but we could improvise. We stole bikes from a restaurant's parking lot and ra

“Where did this come from?” I asked. I already knew what it was. It couldn’t be a coincidence that the day Meghan’s body was found with a missing finger is the same day my wife found a severed finger. “It was in my room. On my bed.” She swallowed. “I think it was meant for me.” That would perfectly alight with Heston’s suspicion. Once Meghan was reported missing, Angelica would find her severed finger and probably scream about it. That’s how everyone would hear the tale of me killing my sister and keeping her finger as s souvenir—as if I was interested in the ring finger of a woman I didn’t care about. The media would be overjoyed to publish twisted stories about it anyway. They had cornered me when I left the police headquarters and I had to give them some crumbs and evade them on my way home and there weren’t even any juicy details about it yet. If word of this got out in the wrong way, I would be toast.I pulled her to her feet and hugged her. “Are you okay?” She didn’t need to

Angelica I knew who killed Meghan from the moment I heard about it. The modus operandi was all too familiar. Get rid of the victim and use their body to get one or two enemies out of the way. If that didn’t give it away, the Agent Provocateur box would have revealed who did it. I was supposed to think Klara was behind it—it was no coincidence that the finger came in an identical box to the one she had sent me the lingerie set in. That was how I knew The Viper planned and executed all of this. He was in Acron at the same time as Curtis and me. He had been to our room twice during his short visit. The second time he came over, I had yet to throw the box out. There was a chance he knew everything about our visit including the fact that Klara sent a gift to me. This is why as soon as I snuck into Spider’s house, I announced, “Meghan’s dead.” “Breaking news.” He mocked. He already knew this, of course. “Did you do it?” I asked. That was what I was really here to find out. He pause

It was useless arguing with him. Spider liked to “make things more fun” by pulling unexpected moves. It was fun for him. He wasn’t the one who would get caught in the wrong place if anything went wrong.I rolled with it. After all, it was easier to avoid the laser beams this way. I entered four random digits into the keypad. Spider had already messed with it to make it accept anything. The only problem was that if the doors opened all the way, it would break the magnetic field and set off an alarm.Luckily, I had brought the tray I stole from the kitchen. I waited for the doors to part enough for me to go through without touching them, then I placed the tray between them. I let out a sigh of relief. I hadn’t been fully certain a tray would stop them. I stepped in just as Spider’s annoying countdown got to zero, then the whole room turned dark. I dashed for the end of the room and thankfully managed to locate the laser system’s switch before the light turned back on.“Everything okay?”