All Chapters of Locked in the Devil's Deal: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

The safe home, which was just an abandoned warehouse, was hidden away on the industrial fringes of the city. The walls smelt of dampness and rust, and the air was filled with distant traffic.Emery barely noticed it when she parked, her hands numb on the steering wheel. Alex groaned next to her, clutching his ribs and breathing erratically."Now, inside."Emery didn't hesitate. She grabbed her luggage, slid out of the car, and rushed on, her heart still pounding from the encounter. After Calloway touched her, she felt cold; a feeling far older than fear persisted.Alex muttered a curse and fumbled with the lock before pushing the metal door open. Emery stumbled in and leaned against the nearest wall, locking it behind them.There was silence in the warehouse, but her mind shook.The room rocked, blurring her vision. She gasped and grabbed the edge of a table to steady herself.Next— A battlefield.Her lungs were filled with the smell of blood and steel. Under a sky split with gold fla

The headlights of the stolen vehicle sliced through the rain-slick pavement as it raced through the downtown streets. Alex made a quick turn and narrowly avoided a traffic post while Emery held onto the dashboard. It wasn't from the chase, yet her pulse was thundering in her ears. It was because she was still thinking about the words."Darling, you've already made up your mind, so you can run all you want. We are both aware of the conclusion of this tale.Her fingers curled into fists. Which option? She couldn't recall creating one.Alex was enraged next to her. His jaw was so clinched that she feared he may break it as he slapped his palm against the driving wheel."This is crazy," he snapped. "We have to leave the city. Right now.Still holding the rumpled picture that Calloway's workers had left her, Emery turned to face him. "So far, running hasn't worked. Why would it function at this time?Alex yelled, "Because it's our best damn chance at staying alive." However, it doesn't see

It smelt like cheap cigarettes and old rain in the hotel room, and the air was thick and damp. The room was filled with a horrible red glow from a flickering neon sign outside that created long, jagged shadows on the broken wallpaper. As though it could settle her, Emery's hands coiled around the crumpled note as she sat on the side of the bed. But she couldn't stop the phrases from running through her mind."Little one, you believe you can change fate? However, fate is patient. So am I.She could still hear Calloway's low, mocking voice, a phantom of something she couldn't quite understand. Can fate be changed? Even so, what did that mean? Why did the name Hollow Manor seem to be a reminder of something she needed to keep in mind?She flipped the note over and used her fingertips to trace the faded ink."You're too quiet."The heavy silence was broken by Alex's voice, which was scratchy with fatigue. His limbs clenched like a spring that had been over-coiled, and he stood beside the

The wipers fought to keep up with the rain, which pelted the windscreen in sheets. The headlights hardly broke through the thick fog that covered the empty road. The parchment was worn and fragile under Emery's fingers as she gripped the ancient letter in her lap while seated in the passenger seat.The GPS wavered. The path ahead lurched on the screen, bouncing between illogical coordinates. Alex swore and tapped the screen, but the gadget ignored him. The tiny blue dot moved strangely before the screen as a whole blinked out."That’s not normal," he muttered to himself.Emery remained silent. Her pulse was pounding as she gazed at the road behind them.It had vanished.Rain did not obscure it. The fog did not engulf them. Lost.She felt a sharp jolt of terror. Her heart thumping as though the recognition of the emptiness behind them would make it real, she swiftly turned back to face forward.Alex whispered, "We shouldn't be here," as he gripped the wheel more tightly. His eyes staye

The hallway seemed to go on forever.Emery's heart pounded in her ears as she turned. The door through which they had just entered was gone, as if it had never existed. It was replaced with pulsing walls that moved like living things in the gloomy light. No windows. No indications of escape. Infinite corridors that fold in on themselves."What the devil is this?" Alex mumbled to himself.Taking a tentative step forward, he tested the floors underfoot. They protested by creaking, but they held. However, Emery couldn't get rid of the thought that the house would just engulf them if they went too far.Then she sensed it.An imperceptible yet oppressive force pressed against her arms, legs, and the bend of her back. It seemed as though something invisible had reached through the walls and used spectral fingers to trace the length of her body. Her eyes darted to the flickering chandeliers above her as she took a deep breath. As if the house was having trouble deciding which reality to pres