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- 5.
From the beginning, my target hadn’t been
Ethan, or Olivia, or Noah. They were wicked,
but not wicked enough. Not the soul I craved.
I wanted Benjamin Carter.
As a demon, I couldn’t stay in one world for
long. Ashley’s body was decaying, held
together only by her lingering soul. If I didn’t
leave soon, there would be nothing left.
I floated in the air, watching Ashley’s soul
approach. Her pure essence looked at me
with a mixture of emotions. “What… what
should I call you?”
I
I smiled. “Call me Amara.”
Ashley asked, “Amara, why don’t you want my
soul?”
I wrinkled my nose. “I told you. It’s not… palatable.” The more wicked the soul, the more satisfying. Pure souls repelled me. I’d accepted her offer for other reasons.
Benjamin Carter’s soul appeared, his eyes
wide with terror. I smiled at Ashley, waving
her on. “Go. Find your next life, little girl.”
Ashley hesitated, glancing back. “Amara… if
I’m reborn in another world, can I visit you?”
I shook my head. “Seeing me isn’t a blessing.
Go on, now. Or I might eat you after all.”
Ashley stared at me for a moment, then faded
Ashley stared at me for a moment, then faded
away.
I turned to Benjamin, my smile widening as I seized his soul. “Surprised? Did you think I
was joking?”
I’d known he wouldn’t rest. I was a threat to
him. My methods were too… unorthodox.
He’d waited until the last day of filming,
wanting to preserve my performance as
Seraphina.
But my threat had been real. After my death,
evidence of his infidelity, including videos of
him with another woman, was sent to his
wife. She, true to form, had him dealt with.
As for Olivia, prison wouldn’t be enough.
Ashley had suffered. I made sure Olivia would
Ashley had suffered. I made sure Ulivia would too. Bribes ensured that within days of her arrival, her legs were broken. Further “accidents” left her incontinent. Even if she survived her sentence, she’d be helpless.
Long after my death, Noah told Ethan the
news. Ethan, no longer the golden boy, took
his own life in prison.
By then, I was long gone.
Benjamin Carter’s soul, deliciously wicked,
was a satisfying meal.
Now… which world next?
5.
From the beginning, my target hadn’t been
Ethan, or Olivia, or Noah. They were wicked,
but not wicked enough. Not the soul I craved.
I wanted Benjamin Carter.
As a demon, I couldn’t stay in one world for
long. Ashley’s body was decaying, held
together only by her lingering soul. If I didn’t
leave soon, there would be nothing left.
I floated in the air, watching Ashley’s soul
approach. Her pure essence looked at me
with a mixture of emotions. “What… what
should I call you?”
I
I smiled. “Call me Amara.”
Ashley asked, “Amara, why don’t you want my
soul?”
I wrinkled my nose. “I told you. It’s not… palatable.” The more wicked the soul, the more satisfying. Pure souls repelled me. I’d accepted her offer for other reasons.
Benjamin Carter’s soul appeared, his eyes
wide with terror. I smiled at Ashley, waving
her on. “Go. Find your next life, little girl.”
Ashley hesitated, glancing back. “Amara… if
I’m reborn in another world, can I visit you?”
I shook my head. “Seeing me isn’t a blessing.
Go on, now. Or I might eat you after all.”
Ashley stared at me for a moment, then faded
Ashley stared at me for a moment, then faded
away.
I turned to Benjamin, my smile widening as I seized his soul. “Surprised? Did you think I
was joking?”
I’d known he wouldn’t rest. I was a threat to
him. My methods were too… unorthodox.
He’d waited until the last day of filming,
wanting to preserve my performance as
Seraphina.
But my threat had been real. After my death,
evidence of his infidelity, including videos of
him with another woman, was sent to his
wife. She, true to form, had him dealt with.
As for Olivia, prison wouldn’t be enough.
Ashley had suffered. I made sure Olivia would
Ashley had suffered. I made sure Ulivia would too. Bribes ensured that within days of her arrival, her legs were broken. Further “accidents” left her incontinent. Even if she survived her sentence, she’d be helpless.
Long after my death, Noah told Ethan the
news. Ethan, no longer the golden boy, took
his own life in prison.
By then, I was long gone.
Benjamin Carter’s soul, deliciously wicked,
was a satisfying meal.
Now… which wo
