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402 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 15, 2023
“Can you make them love me?”
“No, son,” Lucifer said, his gaze sharp and deadly. “But I can make them fear you.”
No one did arrogance quite like Lucifer and Abaddon.[From “Famine”, book 3]
“I don’t need a damn escort. I’ll go up by myself, and if there’s anything for you pathetic assholes to do when I finish getting shit done, I’ll call for you.”
He could have just left through the fog from where he was, but he waltzed out the front door and slammed it shut for dramatic effect.
“You’re gonna kill me,” Abaddon groaned.
“Not this time.”
Knowing and losing was worse than never knowing. Death was sure of it. What they had before paled compared to what they could have had if Death weren’t who he was.
He had nothing to offer Abaddon except pain and distance. How could that ever be enough for a Demon who craved everything?
“Not trusting a horse to hide something you consider so important is probably a good start?” Abaddon said sarcastically.
“There is no one I trust more.”
“Excuse me while I go puke.”
“You have two minutes.” Abaddon flipped him off, and Death smiled in response.
“I don’t regret that decision. You create chaos where there is no need for it. You’re unpredictable and a threat. That hasn’t changed.”
“But you don’t want to kill me anymore.”
“No.” Death smiled, and Abaddon felt it like a physical caress. “I’ve found I enjoy doing other things with you.”

