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And if Crypt beat me to her, Sachar had better assign that asshole some kind of punishment for leaving me alone like this, after all the shit we went through together. As if the cruel gods decided this really is my time to go, I hear grunting and heavy footfalls before a massive figure appears…

Needing a topic change, I make a face. “Speaking of guys…Felix. That’s weird.” Kenzie grins, back to normal, even though she keeps eyeing me more than necessary. I’m pretty sure she’s trying to picture me two feet taller and deathly pale with a cloak and scythe. But as long as she doesn’t treat me differently…

Kenzie covers her mouth, eyes wide as she pieces that day together, but Luka just stares at me. I can’t tell if he’s angry, dubious, or disgusted until he finally speaks again. “In self-defense. Right?” “You knew?” The vampire shakes his head, shoulders slumping as he looks away. “I didn’t know it was you. Levi…

Kenzie wipes tears from her eyes with a half-laugh, half-sob. “Right. Not touchy-feely. Fuck, you really are my moody monk, aren’t you? Oh, my gods! How the hell—what—where in the world have you?—“ She’s struggling to get out a single question, so I speak instead, ignoring the way my veins are still pumping with lingering…

“Probably wise,” Felix says, striding through the snow beside us as he scans for threats. As he’s warily watching the ravens that have started to join us in these woods, he reaches up to scratch the side of his neck. I notice a bite scar there—Kenzie’s mating mark. “Your infamy didn’t exactly die with you,”…

Lillian studies me for a moment before sighing sadly. “Maybe visiting Syntyche’s makeshift temple to mourn would help you rest better at night.” Damn it. Is it that obvious that I haven’t been sleeping again? “There’s no shot in hell of that happening,” I mutter, turning toward the exit that will take me to the…

What a waste of her time. As if a damn prayer is going to save these con artists from me. The last time I prayed was six months ago, when my first and only love died in my arms and took the better version of me with her. All that hell and suffering my keeper…

It won’t last long. Never does. Somehow, more of the fucking birds always find me. Still, it’s cathartic while it lasts. Douglas isn’t surprised because he’s seen this happen a few times. He just kicks one of the frozen ravens aside and grunts, “I’m ready to get back. Dev is going to be a whiney…

Everett Frost: From Beloved Supermodel to Reformist Warlord I freeze on the last one, re-reading his name over and over. Before I can get to the actual article, something moves in my peripheral vision. Gripping my scythe, I whirl to see the two ghosts of the Nether vampires. They drift toward me, faces unfeeling as…

Galene was right. I’m not a revenant anymore, which means I’m a demigoddess with no idea how to use holy magic. Years of torturous training to learn how to use death-fueled magic, wasted. “You’re all sadists,” I mutter at the gods. Ironically, that makes me being related to them make some sense. Bending, I yank…