“Remind me to speak to Fate about her interference tonight.”
She was about to dose off when her husband’s voice woke her.
“I thought that town was going to become a lake when you were determined that Cara stay with Jericho,” Chronos reminded her of her own interference. “That mudslide was a nice touch.”
She shrugged in the dark without raising her head from his warm chest. “It succeeded. He was stubborn, but not stupid. He knew a good thing when he saw it.”
Her husband flipped her on her back, leaning over to give her a kiss that could still have her burning for him. “How could he resist? With you, Fate, Destiny, and Rocque helping, the man did not stand a chance. Of course, now that I am awake, you can deal with me.”
Mother Nature groaned as her husband began to show her exactly who had the true power.
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Soul Of A Demon (The Dark Souls, #3)
Prologue
Zerina twisted on the bed, trying to loosen her wrists that were tied to the headboard.
“You really shouldn’t do that. You’re only hurting yourself.”
Startled at the sound of a voice she recognized when she believed the room to be empty, Zerina’s head jerked upward, her eyes searching the room, finding her cousin Jinx sitting cross-legged on the bottom of the bed.
“Untie me! Hurry!” her voice screamed in her mind. Hades had placed a gag on her mouth when he had left to greet an expected visitor.
Jinx winced. “Please lower your voice. Your screaming is hurting my head.”
“You can hear me?”
“Of course.” She rolled her eyes at her.
No one knew all of Jinx’s different powers. She guarded her secrets as closely as the Moirai. Zerina thought even the woman didn’t know all that she was capable of.
Biting back the desire to yell again, Zerina forced herself to calm down. “Don’t just sit there; untie me.”
Jinx shook her head. “I can’t. I’m not really here. I’m projecting my image from above. I’m trying to find a way in other than actually dying, which I really don’t want to do.”
Zerina’s held fell back onto the pillow. “If you can’t help, then go away. Tell my mother and father where I am so they can help me.”
“Don’t be mad at me. You know I would help if I could. Do you really want me to tell Fate and Valentine where you are? Hades is protected by Mother. It could start a war.”
Zerina’s head lifted again to stare at her cousin. Jinx was right; if Fate and her father found out she was in Hades’ domain, they would stop at nothing to help her. When Mother gifted Hades with the Underground, she had promised him no interference from the Gods. She would not break her word, nor would she let anyone else.
By allowing Jinx to go for help, it would start a war that could not be won by the Moirai; they would be destroyed. If the Moirai were destroyed, time itself would stop and the world would cease to exist.
“Promise me you won’t tell them,” Zerina requested vehemently.
“I promise. I’m not stupid. I’m well aware of what would happen,” Jinx reminded her. “You still look like you’re angry with me.”
If Zerina could grind her teeth in aggravation, she would. Jinx always managed to get on her nerves. To look at the woman, you would never believe the power she held. Jinx didn’t look a day over eighteen, perpetually youthful. Her diminutive size at barely five-feet had often made her the source of teasing. She wasn’t beautiful or even really pretty. She would pass unnoticed in a roomful of gods and goddesses. Her looks were plain, unassuming. Many had underestimated her to their detriment. Not many laughed at her anymore. They were too frightened.
She was the daughter of Merlin and a Fairy, who swore he had seduced her. Neither had wanted Jinx, and she had been tossed back and forth between them until she had grown strong enough to survive on her own.
“I’m not angry; I just don’t want you to be here when Hades returns. I don’t want him to become angry with you.”
The hurt disappeared from Jinx’s chocolate-colored eyes. “Oh.” She adjusted herself, lying down sideways on the bed. “He can’t see me; only you can.”
“If you can’t help, why are you here?”