Lost Beauty (The Deadly Beauties Live On 4)

“The immortals will be wiped from the earth, and we will transfer ourselves to our new bodies before we die alongside them. Then, and only then, will we be the true, reigning power. Then and only then will we taste eternity. I haven’t planned for all these centuries to have it stripped away now. It is our birthright to be the dominant species! It is we who should reign and live to see our world changing and evolving. Not them!”

The coven bows, nodding in acceptance of their leader.

“No one told me the half-blood demon twins could unite,” Hannah says, her scathing glower returning to the Lokie. “Your job was to break them to their weakest, to find out what happened to them when you pushed beyond their limits. I said no surprises.”

“I told you to kill them all instead of testing their powers,” the Lokie growls.

“I needed to know what they were capable of in order to prepare for others like them. If I could catch and kill every immortal in the world, I wouldn’t need you to help me open this damned portal, now would I?”

The Lokie tightens his lips before preparing his next words, carefully measuring what to tell her.

“Perhaps the lycan wasn’t a strong enough member to weaken them. They’d never survive a true loss... such as the princess,” the Lokie tells her. “And the Gemini will work. Tap into one, and you tap into both. Their bond is not completely broken. The two of them combined are stronger than the princess. The tree caused the displacement of the first-bloods... It was the only hitch this past time.”

She’d prepared for all magical interference, only to be brought down by a bloody tree.

Hannah looks thoughtful, running a finger over the lips she stole from a helpless witch, a witch that has been silent for so long. She stays hidden, never trying to overpower Hannah. Morgana was the servant’s face so many saw, never suspecting the master laid just within, using the pretty eyes and bashful demeanor to her advantage.

“Where could that Gemini have gone, and how did he escape?” Hannah asks calmly.

“Doesn’t matter,” one of the coven member says. “His mind is broken. He has no strong will to survive. We can find him again.”

Hannah nods, still seeming thoughtful. With a wave of her hand, the night stalker appears in front of her. Adam. The one who offered her the lycan and the others, though she wasn’t prepared for the damn mixed breed who could manipulate more than any red jinn.

“You still want your vengeance?” she asks him.

His eyes turn to slits. “You know I do. It’s what I’m owed. You’ve left me like this, and I’m too weak to defend myself when they come for me—and they will come.”

A dark smile curves her lips as she hands him a bowl of stones. “Absorb their energy. It will be painful, but you will have your power.”

She doesn’t tell him the cost of taking too much power too quickly instead of slowly fusing it to the body, giving it time to adjust and grow with the new energy. But he’ll serve his purpose. His life means nothing to her.

As he greedily takes the offering, she smirks. “I think it’s time the princess is finally gone.”

End of Book 4.