by Rue Volley
“You should rest Halo.”
“I…what is happening?”
Gunner then walked back to me and placed his hands on my face, he leaned in and kissed me. It was the same kiss he had given to me in the elevator, filled with compassion. I looked at him as his lips left mine and studied my face closely.
“Gunner?”
“I love you more than salvation.” He said to me and with that he walked away as my legs remained weak beneath me.
The gears started making noise as the elevator came to a stop and the door opened up. Then I saw him, Lucifer, standing there all calm. He had a smug look on his face and I started to walk towards it as Gunner stepped in and turned to stand beside him. My feet still felt heavy, but I tried so hard to reach them. The doors started to close. I sped up, but reached it just as Gunners face disappeared from my sight and the doors closed. I fingered at the metal as Finna ran up behind me and tried to hold me up. I started to cry as I turned to her and shook my head.
“What is happening, tell me!” I yelled.
“Gunner did what he felt he should do, you are a Hellhound and his loyalty lies with us and us alone.”
“He did what?!”
“He made a deal Halo, Lucifer saved your life and Gunner would come to Hell to sit at his side.”
“What? Why?! Why would he do that?”
“Love.” She whispered to me as I collapsed in her arms and sobbed. The pain of death a distant second to the pain of losing him...
Sneak a peek at BOOK #2
After weeks of waiting and a few breakdowns. Well, to be fair it was actually more like a million breaks downs. I finally did the unthinkable as I sat in my room and fingered at the silk sheets on my bed. I missed him, more than anything in this world and my heart ached like I would literally die from it. I stood up and looked around the room and then I sighed.
“Lucifer?” I said as my voice sounded small. I then adjusted my footing and grew some balls.
“Lucifer? It is Halo, I need you.”
I felt the room drop in temperature and then as the flame in my fireplace shot up in a dramatic fashion he suddenly appeared from the shadows and looked me over.
“Booty call?”
I swallowed hard and decided to not be a shit about it. He had all the power here and I knew it was true, just as Gunner had remained in Hell. I raised an eyebrow and stepped out in front of my bed, holding onto the bedframe. I stopped and looked up at him like a schoolgirl would to get off from detention.
“Now you have my interest.”
“Good.” I said softly as he stepped towards me. I stood up straight and looked him over.
“Have you been working out? You look tone.”
“I have been eating souls, it takes quite a bit of effort on my part.”
“Oh.” I said as he grinned at me.
“They taste like chicken, I know that sounds strange, but everything seems to.”
“Fascinating.”
He stopped walking and narrowed his eyes.
“Why are you not yelling at me?”
“I don’t feel like it.”
“You must be joking. I mean I have your man in Hell.”
I let it flow through me, if I had any chance of getting through to the prince of fire I would have to try my best to not be a bitch about it.
“Yeah, about that.”
“Oh here we go.” He said as he raised his arms up and let them drop. I have to admit that for being what he is he does make me laugh.
“I thought maybe, I could come and visit.”
“Oh…in Hell? No Halo, you will not be coming to Hell.”
“Why? I said as I walked towards him slowly. I stopped just as he stopped moving and looked up and down my body. I had been careful to wear what I knew he enjoyed the most. Barely anything at all, in shiny vinyl.
“Do you think I am a fucking fool? I am the master of manipulation.”
“Really? I thought pussy was.” I said as I walked up to him and whispered it close to his lips. He hissed as I then walked past him and he turned to watch my ass very closely. I stopped by the fireplace and fingered at the mantle above it as he watched fire play off of the vinyl of my dress. It hugged my hips and barely covered my crotch. I knew I was looking a bit whorish, but the need to make this happen was very important to me. With that being said, what I had to do to get it has to be subjective…
