Lana
Rising early the next day, I heat up a breakfast sandwich and head out of my cabin to meet the rest of my group at the picnic tables. Since we arrived at the Canyon, we’ve agreed to eat as a team and talk about our findings. It’s a good way for us to connect with each other and diminish the feeling of isolation.
I yawn with exhaustion as I step out of my door. I spent most of the night tossing and turning. And when I slept, my dreams were a mixture of oddly discomfiting dreams where I was having an unknown conversation with a glowing entity, and the other dreams starred me lying naked in a bathtub with a sexy devil.
I growl at the reminder. In one of the dreams, Lucifer’s hands washed more than my hair. I s
Lucifer I look down at my mate’s crumpled form as she struggles with madness. She’s covered in demon blood, and her eyes are glowing like the sun. But there is no lucidity in that light. Despair, as I’ve never felt, fills me when she repeats the same phrase over and over again and claws at her delicate skin. “Lana, look at me…” I kneel down and gaze into her maddened eyes. “…please, look at me…” Lana is too far gone as blood pours from her lips, and she begins to gag. Seeing that she might die if I do not do anything, I place my hand over her head and make her insentient. As soon as I do, all of the tension leaves her body, and she collapses into a faint. Reaching down, I carefully lift her into my arms and flash us out of the cave. Unsure of what to d
Lana I look at my bloody hands and tighten them into fists as fire crawls across my skin. But I don’t burn, which is strange. Laughter roars from my lips as I stroll through a dark forest and run my fiery hands across the trees and the grass, lighting everything up. With each stroke of my hand, the grass burns and the trees turn to ash. It’s only when my sister, Bree, rushes toward me and the fire consumes her that screams of terror burst from my lips. That’s when I’m awakened from my nightmare. Shooting up from the bed, I clutch the cover tightly to my chest and look around the room, worried that I&
Lucifer Once I flash out of Lana’s room, I partially shift into my devil form and hone my senses until I reach the destination Azazel instructed me to go to. The earthquake occurred in the Arcata forest. Using my night vision, I try to find the entity that caused such havoc but see nothing. I land near a copse and look around for any signs of what it could have been until I reach a large section of the forest that looks like it was burnt to a crisp. The trees, dirt and grass around the ragged opening are scorched. Within minutes, Azazel and Mathias appear beside me. Mathias squats down and touches the scorched ground. The dirt glows where he touches it. He turns his hand and looks at his blood-soaked fingers. “What is
Lana I drag my feet this morning as I make my way to the communal dining space. Tony, Jill and Kyle are already sitting down at one of the tables. Jill and Kyle are talking and eating while Tony quietly gazes down at the open book in his hand. Sitting beside Jill, I become startled when she hands me a bag of cookies. Taking the bag, I give her a grateful smile. “What’s this?” She smiles back. “Just thought you could use a pick me up.” Kyle looks at the bag and scowls. “Hey, I want some.” Jill rolls her eyes and slaps hi
Lucifer I give Lana one last long look before I flash to my throne room. Thinking through my options, I send out several texts and evaluate everything Lana has shared with me. Lana is finally becoming aware of the angel living inside her, which, based on my conversation with Michael, concerns me greatly. If her angel is making itself know, then it’s becoming more powerful. I look through my tomes for answers as I consider all of the angles to this new revelation. Within a half-hour, Azazel, Fallon, and Michael appear in my throne room. All eyes turn to Michael as soon as he appears. Rising from my seat, I stop beside my brother and say, “Michael, this is my son, Fallon and one of my former demon lords, Azazel.”
Lana …Freedom comes at a price. I observe through my eyes helplessly as I repeat those words to Lucifer. I know that this is no nightmare, though. No, I can still feel everything, but I’m not longer in the driver’s seat of my body. Fractured emotions rush through my mind as I try to seduce Michael and threaten Lucifer. I want to scream for help, but I can’t. As I lie in wait, trapped in my own body, I begin to understand what I am. Flashes of what I thought were visions turn out to be memories. Fear overwhelms me when Lucifer asks the other me about the fires, and my vision begins to darken. A ball of ice spreads across my body, coating me with power as I see images of bloody oceans and every light in the sky dim until I’m in complete darkness. It’s only when I feel a familiar
Chapter 12: Wait, there’s more?Lucifer I hold Lana’s hand as I flash us back to her temporary home. This morning we woke up, made love, and bathed together. Or at least I tried to bathe before I bent her over the shower stall and took her again. We kissed and touched for a while, content to be in each other’s arms until we had no choice but to leave. “I know there’s a lot we need to speak about, luv. Can I come by tonight?” I mutter against her plump lips. I want to explain everything, but with how delicate her tenuous hold on Apolliana is at the moment, I worry that I might drive her over the edge. La
Lana I wipe my dirty hands on my shorts as I take a couple of samples from an old sedimentary deposit. I look around the large cavern and make my way to some of the niches on the ground. Water flows from the openings on the wall, and shadows dance around the ground from the flickering lights in the openings around the ceiling. The cavern is beautiful with its earthy colors of red, brown and auburn. It feels like I’m walking inside of the sun. Smiling widely, I walk across the smooth ground until I come to a massive drop below. The yawning opening is pretty deep. Earlier, I threw a large rock, and it took a while before I heard it strike the ground. “I wouldn’t get closer if I were you, chérie.” A smooth male voice mutters behind me.&n