First Four Friday - The Willow and the Stone

Chapter 20 

            Change crept over Renee.

            She felt it while still strapped to the table in the room she called the Torture Chamber.  First, her eyesight improved.  Not all at once; the darkness receded little by little until she saw her monstrous tormentors clearly.   

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Six Sentence Sunday – Lilith’s Return (WIP)

In the right foreground of the picture stood a woman’s figure as she faced the house, which put her back to the camera.  She was visible from about the lower part of her shoulders to mid-thigh, her well-toned body undisguised by loose-fitting jeans and black leather jacket.  Her posture was tense, as if poised to fight despite there being no visible enemy.  One hand was behind her back, and it clutched a rosary.

The woman was Lena’s mother.  The photo had been taken five years earlier without Alex’s knowledge. 

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First Four Friday – Lilith’s Return

Chapter 7 

When all the pure human members of the Segreto returned, Lena permitted them to tie her to a chair with a few lengths of scarves, most of which came from Stella.  Apparently, no one had thought to bring rope or duct tape to the hunt for Lilith.  Her stomach squirmed sickeningly to hand herself over to the Christian portion of the group.  She had no fear that any of them would harm her, at least not on purpose.   

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            Both men looked at her.  Colwyn said, “How many Segreto have died against Lilith?”

            “You don’t know?”  Alex’s surprise was genuine.  She swallowed, and the sudden crushing weight of total realization fell full force upon her. 

            I’m going to die fighting her.

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Chapter 20

             As the elevator climbed to the sixth floor, Lilith licked her lips in anticipation.  She felt the presence of two halflings close by.  She was sure it was the pair who’d helped the Segreto bitch the day before.

            “It’s them,” Naamah said, her face stretched in a hungry grin.  “I never forget the pulse of a man.” 

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