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If he had said anything other than those words, Hollace may have been able to resist him. A reminder; images flashed through her mind as her lashes swept her cheeks, a choked sob sighed from her tight throat and for one brief shining moment, the path they had been on before his family...

Any humor, dark or not, faded from the young woman's eyes. In that split moment before he grabbed her, Hollace looked far younger than her twenty one years; a schoolgirl as Hades had claimed, playing dress-up in her older sister's clothes. Never would she be free of him, free of the hurt, free...

Hollace eyed her ex-husband through orbs that appeared darker than the Russian nights. He looked unfairly good, too good, she snarled in her mind, unknowing that the sound growled in her throat, sounding very much like a pissed off cat. Suddenly her eyes turned hot as if the very coals of fire...

In a blink darkness had swallowed them. Hollace strained against him, her lithe body arching and bowing, trying in vain to displace his hard, muscular frame. Rough fingers bit into the tender flesh of her wrists, their legs tangled and silently they struggled as cold bit into the room. His...

Hollace struggled against him then lay panting and glaring up at her ex-husband. He was bloody crazy and now she was well and truly caught. What had he done with the real Amauri? Dark eyes flicked down and traced his bare torso before she jerked her head up and defiantly met his onyx eyes...

Warmth. Hollace craved it and moved closer to the source. She'd long since lost the battle with her exhaustion. This was what she had needed, wanted, blessed sleep to forget, to not feel. The time passed, she had no clue nor cared how long, as sleep claimed her. Thankfully she did not...

All of her muscles slowly relaxed until she sighed softly and snuggled into Amauri's hug. It felt natural and his words swirled around her, comforting her. His warmth, the alcohol and the release of the tears that now tracked down her face combined to tire her completely. As she slipped into...

Amauri's kindness crashed through her defenses. Hollace found comfort from the contact of his hand on hers and kept hers in his longer than was required. It was warm and slightly calloused. Yet it wasn't the hand she wanted to be holding on that night. His tender, friendly acts lured her to...

Hollace's breath caught as his fingers brushed her ear. The color on her cheeks suddenly had nothing to do with the beer. To mask her discomfort at finding another man attractive so soon after the end of her disastrous marriage, she drank more. A friend. He was being so nice to her, so...

Hollace glanced between the two men, dark eyes flicked about the room then she released a small sigh. The only seat left was between the two men on the large sofa. Her brother didn't slide over for her or make any intentions of moving, so she was forced to sit by his friend. He seemed nice...

Hollace quietly let herself into her brother's house, thankful for Edward's open invitation to use his home at any time. The windows were dark from outside, she had no clue if he were home. She hoped he was, she didn't want to be alone, not tonight of all nights. Slowly she made her way...

Hades dark voice washed over Hollace, bathing her skin in perverse pleasure. She feared him, she loathed him but she loved him, would love him, until her dying day. Perhaps beyond. She slowly straightened, his laughter stabbing through her, setting her nerves on fire, for him. This was the...

Hot tears scalded the soft skin of her pale cheeks, all color washed away with each word she read. He had planned everything, he would kill her. She gave in to a moment of panic, of blind terror, eyes slammed shut, squeezed the world out. As they opened, anger mixed with the fear within the...

Insane. Her husband was crazed, dangerous and evil. She blamed herself for mixing them into his dark world; they didn't know of him, didn't know any of what he had planned for them. How could they when she herself had never known. The names, methodically crossed out, drew her eyes. Dead...

She remember seeing the girl he spoke of, simple beauty, dark hair, stubborn set to her jaw. Hollace had seen her from afar, never once was she introduced to many of the family. Only those who had held her captive for that one miserable month, to which she had once laid the blame of her...

His own brother, his flesh and blood. What had caused Hades to hate him so much that brother would long to kill brother? Hollace didn't feel the first tear fall, nor the second that followed its twins track. Trembling fingers turned the page, her gut began to clench each time her fingertips...

Hollace rubbed her bare arms, head whipping around at any small noise. Her heart beat like a wounded thing, fingers cramped from stuffing clothing into a bag and then searching through the house for Vritra. She didn't care that there was no blood between them, she would take the little girl...

Hollace made a sound low in her throat, tasted his danger and reveled in it. His mouth, soft yet hard, moved with hers as though it was made for hers. Hades, her heart whispered with every strong, fast beat. She did not know that her light shone through so apparently, did not know how to mask...

What manner of man had she entrapped herself into marriage with? Her fingers jerked, the knife held firm and she felt every single centimeter of steel enter him. Her mind and heart cried out 'Don't!' yet no words crossed her lips. His lips, soft yet firm, brushed the delicate skin of her...

Hollace bit back the scream that bubbled up in her throat as she painfully slammed into the wall. The cold brick, uneven and cruel in its unwielding texture, scored the flesh of her back even through the scarce layers. They were upon her before she could do more than gasp and flinch. Fear...