Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 144404 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 722(@200wpm)___ 578(@250wpm)___ 481(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 144404 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 722(@200wpm)___ 578(@250wpm)___ 481(@300wpm)
“How many brothers do you have?” I was curious.
He seemed to think about that for a moment. “Two thousand seven hundred and forty-two. No. Forty-one. Jesiliax, you fool. I told you not to try skiing down Mount Viscera. Where did you think that they got all the viscera? I know it seemed like a fun time, but now you’re dead. No. I cannot help you. You fucked around and found out, and now your viscera will stay on the mountain for the next idiot who wants to snowboard down a Hell mountain.”
“Tix, are you actually communicating with the dead? I need you to stop teasing me because I’m confused.”
“Yes,” he agreed, turning like I’d made a point for him, “you are if you think you can…” He stared at me.
I was crazy for thinking I could steal…
“Steal?” Tix’s jaw dropped. “You don’t have to steal. Everything is yours. Please tell me you’re not thinking about stealing something that’s not on this particular Hell plane. Please, mistress.” He seemed like he was about to hyperventilate. “Maybe you could steal something from a minor plane. I know several awful, low-level barons who could use a good stealing from.”
I tried to shut down my every shield. I was good at shielding.
“Dear Lord Lucifer.” Tix was staring at my belly again. “Not him. We’re all going to die. Die. It will be so embarrassing. Oh, we’re going to die, and I might end up someplace terrible. Like a celestial plane.”
Tix ran out of the room like the sky was falling.
“Is he going to tell on us?” This heist might be over before we even decided if it was possible.
Eddie moved to go after Tix. “He cannot betray Gray. Not even to Lord Lucifer. He will suffer whatever fate befalls Gray. They are bound. I will go and calm him down.”
“Eddie, can you hear my baby?” I hoped the kid wasn’t complaining to every demon around that his mom had noisy sex.
“No, mistress, though I can feel him because he is exactly what Tix called him. He is a duke of Hell, but a different one than we’ve ever seen before.” Eddie started through the door.
It closed behind him.
“Rainier?” Liv asked.
Tix was wrong about so many things. “Nope. His name is going to be something simple. John. Or Matt.”
“Did Trent really think you were so tight?” Liv asked with a light of amusement. “Oh, Kelsey, you’re still so tight after all that demon cock.”
“Hey,” I said. “There is a child in here.”
But almost eighteen-year-old Evan was standing by Liv. “Did he? Did he say it, Kelsey?”
He had. It was a go-to saying for him. But it was also an obvious thing to say during sex. “It doesn’t matter. My son is not named Rainier, and he’s not in a particularly sentient phase of his life.” I was pretty sure about that. “So we’re not worried Tix is going to say something?”
“I would be more worried about Tix teleporting Gray out of what he perceives as danger,” Liv replied. “Isn’t that what he did when we were fighting? I was surprised he wasn’t there with you.”
“Yeah, I was, too.” This was the first time we were talking about the day that didn’t include her yelling or me feeling guilty about that choker around her neck. “One minute he was about to have my back, the next Tix had taken him through space and time and held him there until it was safe for him to come out.”
“You would think he would have done the same for you,” Liv complained. “You were pregnant. Rain is going to be Tix’s master one day, and he will remember that the dude was fine with his mother fighting for her life.”
“Uhm, I would have murdered him because that would have left Fen and Evan alone and probably in your mercy,” I pointed out.
“And then maybe we would have truly talked, and you would be able to see reason.” But she wasn’t as confident about that statement as she’d been yesterday. There was something in how her eyes didn’t quite reach mine that let me know she was unsure.
“You remember the fight in the Under?” Evan asked.
“Of course. I was there,” Liv pointed out. “Kelsey got lucky because an angel decided to weigh in. And you did the stupidest thing I’ve ever seen. You impaled yourself on a sword. Well, at least now we’re sure you can prime the Sword of Light.”
“Yes, I’m sure that would thrill Myrddin if he actually knew about it,” Evan pointed out, but she seemed deeply curious about Liv. “But you don’t remember the time you lobbed spells at Lee and Rhys when you caught them spying on the Council House?”
A confused look came over Liv’s face. “I must have forgotten.”
“You hit Rhys. He was in a coma for two weeks. We thought he would die,” Evan explained.