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When is Savitar’s/Jaden’s Book Coming??

Placeholder of  -87Fans have fallen in love with the characters of Sherrilyn Kenyon again and again, and dedicated Kenyon fans have long waited for news regarding two favorites among favorites: Savitar and Jaden.

With Shadow Fallen recently landing in stores, there’s no better time for an update on these two characters.

From Sherrilyn to you, check it out!

By Sherrilyn Kenyon

For over twenty years now, the number one question I’ve been asked regarding the DH series has been: When is Savitar’s/Jaden’s book coming?

Believe it or not . . . we’re almost there!

When I first started writing the Dream-Hunters as a part of the Hunter Legends (Dark-Hunter, Were-Hunter, etc.) series back in the 1980s, I had no idea just how popular either series would become. I never dreamed as a teen that both the Dark-Hunters and Dream-Hunters would become #1 New York Times bestsellers (or that it would take decades of struggling over gargantuan obstacles to get them there). Ironically, the Dream-Hunters hit #1 before the Dark-Hunters did.

Life seldom turns out the way we think it will, right?

And just like we had the two books that led us into the much-anticipated Acheron (Devil May Cry and The Dream-Hunter), Shadow Fallen is the first of the two books that will lead us into Jaden (Shadow Fallen and Queen of All Shadows).

While each book will stand on its own, it’s also a road map that will build on each other to give backstory and characters that are a vital part of Jaden’s history. Each giving a fuller understanding of the immortal who’s captured so many hearts.

History that is also important to Savitar whose book will come out after Jaden’s (Shadows Within). While both characters have appeared in so many books, there is still so much about them that hasn’t been told.

So much that is yet unknown. With Shadow Fallen, we delve more into the Nether Realm and those creatures that are vital parts of Queen of All Shadows. Readers who have been paying attention to the last few books and in particular Stygian and the character Shadow will remember that our shadows are a lot more than what we think they are.

They’re our duplicates. That dark place where we bury the more sinister parts of our nature and hide them away. But they are also very dangerous because our shadow twins can overtake us and become us. It’s why the place Shadow and Lombrey call home is just so scary and dangerous. And so important to understanding Jaden and what he’s been forced to fight for centuries.

Why he became the demon broker that he is.

How he fathered the children we also know and love.

So many questions to be answered! Finally.

But have no fear, these won’t be the last of the series. There are still many other characters left with stories to be told. Remi. Shadow. Simi. Thorn. Jared. Caleb. Apollymi . . .

And I haven’t forgotten Nick. I fully intend to return to his series and finish the last four within the next two years! Please bear with me as I finally get caught up on my writing.

It’s still taking a bit to get all the kinks out, but things are settling down and soon the engine will be back where it was and purring right along. Thank you, everyone for sticking with me. I’ve always said that I have the greatest fans in all the world! And I really do!

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Revisit the Dream-Hunters!

#1 New York Times bestselling author Sherrilyn Kenyon is BACK with a NEW entry in her Dream-Hunters Series: Shadow Fallen! This epic paranormal romance saga concerns the ethereal world of dreams, where demonic creatures prey on dreamers and menace the champions that would protect them. It’s been a few years since the release of the last book, so we compiled a helpful rundown on all the books you’ll need to brush up on to prepare for Shadow Fallen‘s release on Tuesday, April 12, 2022!

Check it out!

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Condemned by the gods to live an eternity without emotions, Arik can only feel when he delves within the dreams of others. Now he has found a singular dreamer whose vivid mind can fill his emptiness: Dr. Megeara Kafieri. She’s searching for Atlantis, and Arik might be able to help. But the deal he cut with the god Hades that would allow him to reattain mortality would require the sacrifice of everything he’d hope to gain by doing so: Megeara’s soul.

Image Placeholder of - 57Upon the Midnight Clear 

Aidan O’Connor has been wronged, and he is FURIOUS. This is the anger that deposed Olympian goddess Leta could use to amplify her immortal powers. When a cold winter storm leaves them trapped, it’s not anger that might save them. The power they’ll have to turn to? Trust.

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Renowned medical examiner Simone DuBois is pretty good at her job. Her psychic ability to converse with the wrongfully deceased helps. But when she meets Xypher, a wronged demigod with one month to walk the earth before Hades whisks him back to Tartarus, she’ll be doing a whole lot more than talking to spirits, but fighting insatiable demons through a portal to Atlantean hell? But here’s the real question: Who’s more dangerous? The demons or Xypher?

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The son of Warcraft and Hate, Cratus spent eternity battling for the ancient gods who birthed him. He was death to any who crossed him. Until the day he laid down his arms and walked into self-imposed exile. As a Dream-Hunter, Delphine has spent eternity protecting mankind from the predators who prey on our unconscious state. Time is running out and if she can’t win him to her cause, mankind will be slaughtered and the world we know will soon cease to exist.

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Dream-Hunter Lydia has been charged with the most sacred and dangerous of missions: To descend into the Nether Realm and find the missing god of dreams before he betrays the secrets that could kill her and her kind. Conversely, Seth’s time is running out. If he can’t hand over the entrance to Olympus, his own life and those of his people will be forfeit. No matter the torture, Seth hasn’t been able to break the god in his custody. If Lydia fails her mission, an ancient curse will haunt the earth once more and no one will be safe. But evil is always seductive…

Shadow Fallen

For centuries, Ariel has fought the forces of evil. Her task was to protect the souls of innocent mortals when they die. Captured by a powerful sorceress, she is transformed into a human who has no memory of her real life or calling. And is plunked into the middle of the Norman invasion of England. Valteri isn’t just a knight of William the Conqueror. He is the son of one of the deadliest powers in existence, and if he doesn’t restore Ariel to her place, she is not the only one who will be in peril. The world itself hangs in the balance, and he is the necessary key to hold back the powers of evil. But only if he can find a way to work with the woman who stands for everything in the universe he hates.


Every Book Coming From Tor in Spring 2022

Ready to build up that Spring TBR pile? Don’t worry, we’ve got you covered. Check out everything coming from Tor Books in Spring 2022 here!

March 1

cover of The Atlas Six by Olivie BlakeThe Atlas Six by Olivie Blake

The Alexandrian Society, caretakers of lost knowledge from the greatest civilizations of antiquity, are the foremost secret society of magical academicians in the world. Those who earn a place among the Alexandrians will secure a life of wealth, power, and prestige beyond their wildest dreams, and each decade, only the six most uniquely talented magicians are selected to be considered for initiation. When the new candidates are recruited by the mysterious Atlas Blakely, they are told they will have one year to qualify for initiation. One will be eliminated. The six potential initiates will fight to survive the next year of their lives, and if they can prove themselves to be the best among their rivals, most of them will.

March 8

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When Zelda and her friends first met, in college, they believed they had all the answers. They had figured out a big secret about how the world worked and they thought that meant they could change things. They failed. One of their own fell, to darkness and rot. Ten years later, they’ve drifted apart, building lives for themselves, families, fortunes. All but Zelda. She’s still wandering the backroads of the nation. She’s still fighting monsters. She knows: the past isn’t over. It’s not even past. The road’s still there. The rot’s still waiting. They can’t hide from it any more. Because, at long last, their friend is coming home. And hell is coming with her.

March 15

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When COVID-19 sweeps through New York City, Jamie Gray is stuck as a dead-end driver for food delivery apps. That is, until Jamie makes a delivery to an old acquaintance, Tom, who works at what he calls “an animal rights organization.” Tom’s team needs a last-minute grunt to handle things on their next field visit. Jamie, eager to do anything, immediately signs on. What Tom doesn’t tell Jamie is that the animals his team cares for are not here on Earth. Not our Earth, at least.

Cover of Worlds of Exile and Illusion by Ursula K. Le GuinWorlds of Exile and Illusion by Ursula K. Le Guin, introduction by Amal El-Mohtar

These three spacefaring adventures mark the beginning of grand master Ursula K. Le Guin’s remarkable career. Set in the same universe as Le Guin’s groundbreaking classics The Left Hand of Darkness and The Dispossessed, these first three books of the celebrated Hainish Series follow travelers of many worlds and civilizations in the depths of space. The novels collected in this Tor Essentials edition are the first three ever published by Le Guin, a frequent winner of the Hugo and Nebula Awards and one of the greatest science fiction and fantasy writers of all time. With a new introduction by Amal El-Mohtar, Hugo and Nebula Award-winning author.

Poster Placeholder of - 99Three Kings edited by Melinda M. Snodgrass, in the Wildcards World of George R.R. Martin

In the aftermath of World War II, the Earth’s population was devastated by an alien virus. Those who survived were changed forever. Some, known as jokers, were cursed with bizarre mental and physical mutations; others, granted superhuman abilities, became the lucky few known as aces. Queen Margaret, who came to the English throne after the death of her sister Elizabeth, now lies on her death-bed. Summoning the joker ace Alan Turing, she urges him to seek the true heir: Elizabeth’s lost son. He was rumored to have died as a baby but, having been born a joker, was sent into hiding.

March 22

Image Place holder  of - 32The Bone Orchard by Sara A. Mueller

Charm is a witch, and she is alone. The last of a line of conquered necromantic workers, now confined within the yard of regrown bone trees at Orchard House, and the secrets of their marrow. Charm tends the trees and their clattering fruit for the sake of her children, painstakingly grown and regrown with its fruit: Shame, Justice, Desire, Pride, and Pain. The wealthy and powerful of Borenguard come to her house to buy time with the girls who aren’t real. Except on Tuesdays, which is when the Emperor himself lays claim to his mistress, Charm herself. But now—Charm is also the only person who can keep an empire together, as the Emperor summons her to his deathbed, and charges her with choosing which of his awful, faithless sons will carry on the empire—by discovering which one is responsible for his own murder.

Image Placeholder of - 96Destiny of the Dead by Kel Kade

The God of Death is tired of dealing with the living, so he’s decided everyone should die. And he’s found allies. The Berru, an empire of dark mages, has unleashed a terrifying army of monstrous lyksvight upon everyone with a pulse. While the wealthy and powerful, the kings and queens, abandon the dying world, one group of misfits says no more. Through dogged determination and the ability to bind souls to their dead bodies, Aaslo and his friends fight on. In the mountains of the far north, another bastion of defense is opened. Cherrí, the avatar of a vengeful fire god, has united the survivors amongst her people and begun her own war on the invaders. Now, Aaslo and Cherrí must find a way to unite their powers, one divine, the other profane, to throw back the monsters of the Berru, and challenge Death itself.

March 29

Sweep of Stars by Maurice Broaddus

The Muungano empire strived and struggled to form a utopia when they split away from old earth. Freeing themselves from the endless wars and oppression of their home planet in order to shape their own futures and create a far-reaching coalition of city-states that stretched from Earth and Mars to Titan. With the wisdom of their ancestors, the leadership of their elders, the power and vision of their scientists and warriors they charted a course to a better future. But the old powers could not allow them to thrive and have now set in motion new plots to destroy all that they’ve built. In the fire to come they will face down their greatest struggle yet.

April 5

Our Lady of Mysterious Ailments by T.L. Huchu

When Ropa Moyo discovered an occult underground library, she expected great things. She’s really into Edinburgh’s secret societies – but turns out they are less into her. So instead of getting paid to work magic, she’s had to accept a crummy unpaid internship. Then her friend Priya offers her a job on the side. Priya works at Our Lady of Mysterious Maladies, a very specialized hospital, where a new illness is resisting magical and medical remedies alike. If Ropa can solve the case, she might earn as she learns – and impress her mentor, Sir Callander. Her sleuthing will lead her to a lost fortune, an avenging spirit and a secret buried deep in Scotland’s past. But how are they connected? Lives are at stake and Ropa is running out of time.

Aspects by John M. Ford

Enter the halls of Parliament with Varic, Coron of the Corvaric Coast. Visit Strange House with the Archmage Birch. Explore the mountains of Lady Longlight alongside the Palion Silvern, Sorcerer. In the years before his unexpected death, John M. Ford wrote a novel of fantasy and magic unlike any other. Politics and abdicated kings, swords and sorcerous machine guns, divination and ancient empires—finally, Aspects is here.

April 12

Shadow Fallen by Sherrilyn Kenyon

For centuries, Ariel has fought the forces of evil. Her task was to protect the souls of innocent mortals when they die. Captured by a powerful sorceress, she is transformed into a human who has no memory of her real life or calling. And is plunked into the middle of the Norman invasion of England. Cursed the moment he was born with a “demonic deformity,” Valteri wants nothing of this earth except to depart it and will do his duty to his king until then. When a strange noblewoman is brought before him, Valteri realizes he has met her before…in his dreams. When others come for her, bringing with them preternatural predators, he is faced with a destiny he had no idea was waiting. One he wants no part of.

April 19

Flint and Mirror by John Crowley

As ancient Irish clans fought to preserve their lands and their way of life, the Queen and her generals fought to tame the wild land and make it English. Hugh O’Neill, lord of the North, dubbed Earl of Tyrone by the Queen, is a divided man: the Queen gives to Hugh her love, and her commandments, through a little mirror of obsidian which he can never discard; and the ancient peoples of Ireland arise from their underworld to make Hugh their champion, the token of their vow a chip of flint.

April 26

Nettle & Bone by T. Kingfisher

Marra never wanted to be a hero. As the shy, convent-raised, third-born daughter, she escaped the traditional fate of princesses, to be married away for the sake of an uncaring throne. But her sister wasn’t so fortunate—and after years of silence, Marra is done watching her suffer at the hands of a powerful and abusive prince. Seeking help for her rescue mission, Marra is offered the tools she needs, but only if she can complete three seemingly impossible tasks. But, as is the way in tales of princes and witches, doing the impossible is only the beginning.

The Discord of Gods by Jenn Lyons

Relos Var’s final plans to enslave the universe are on the cusp of fruition. He believes there’s only one being in existence that might be able to stop him: the demon Xaltorath. As these two masterminds circle each other, neither is paying attention to the third player on the board, Kihrin. Unfortunately, keeping himself classified in the ‘pawn’ category means Kihrin must pretend to be everything the prophecies threatened he’d become: the destroyer of all, the sun eater, a mindless, remorseless plague upon the land. It also means finding an excuse to not destroy the people he loves (or any of the remaining Immortals) without arousing suspicion.

Up Against It by Laura J. Mixon

Jane Navio is the resource manager of Phoecea, an asteroid colony poised on the knife-edge of a hard vacuum of unforgiving space. A mishap has dumped megatons of water and methane out the colony’s air lock, putting the entire human population at risk. Jane discovers that the crisis may have been engineered by the Martian crime syndicate, as a means of executing a coup that will turn Phocaea into a client-state. And if that wasn’t bad enough, an AI that spawned during the emergency has gone rogue…and there’s a giant x-factor in the form of the transhumanist Viridian cult that lives in Phocaea’s bowels.

May 3

Book of Night by Holly Black

Charlie Hall has never found a lock she couldn’t pick, a book she couldn’t steal, or a bad decision she wouldn’t make. She’s spent half her life working for gloamists, magicians who manipulate shadows to peer into locked rooms, strangle people in their beds, or worse. Gloamists guard their secrets greedily, creating an underground economy of grimoires. And to rob their fellow magicians, they need Charlie Hall. Now, she’s trying to distance herself from past mistakes, but getting out isn’t easy. Bartending at a dive, she’s still entirely too close to the corrupt underbelly of the Berkshires. Not to mention that her sister Posey is desperate for magic, and that Charlie’s shadowless, and possibly soulless, boyfriend has been hiding things from her. When a terrible figure from her past returns, Charlie descends into a maelstrom of murder and lies.

May 24

cover of The Origin of Storms by Elizabeth BearOrigin of Storms by Elizabeth Bear

The Lotus Kingdoms are at war, with four claimants to the sorcerous throne of the Alchemical Emperor, fielding three armies between them. Alliances are made, and broken, many times over—but in the end, only one can sit on the throne. And that one must have not only the power, but the rightful claim. The Rajni Mrithuri stands as the chief claimant to the Alchemical throne now, but she and her empire remain a prize to be taken unless she gets an heir. She has her allies–her cousin Sayeh, a dragon, a foreign wizard, a fearsome automaton, and the Dead Man–but the throne has the final say. And if it rejects her, the price is death.

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Excerpt: Shadow Fallen by Sherrilyn Kenyon

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Image Placeholder of - 94#1 New York Times bestselling author Sherrilyn Kenyon returns with Shadow Fallen, a brand-new entry in her Dream-Hunter series.

For centuries, Ariel has fought the forces of evil. Her task was to protect the souls of innocent mortals when they die. Captured by a powerful sorceress, she is transformed into a human who has no memory of her real life or calling.

And is plunked into the middle of the Norman invasion of England.

Cursed the moment he was born with a “demonic deformity,” Valteri wants nothing of this earth except to depart it and will do his duty to his king until then. When a strange noblewoman is brought before him, Valteri realizes he has met her before…in his dreams. When others come for her, bringing with them preternatural predators, he is faced with a destiny he had no idea was waiting. One he wants no part of.

The truth is that Valteri isn’t just a knight of William the Conqueror. He is the son of one of the deadliest powers in existence, and if he doesn’t restore Ariel to her place, she is not the only one who will be in peril. The world itself hangs in the balance, and he is the necessary key to hold back the powers of evil. But only if he can find a way to work with the woman who stands for everything in the universe he hates.

Please enjoy this free excerpt of Shadow Fallen by Sherrilyn Kenyon, on sale 04/12/2022.

Chapter 1

“I curse you for what you’ve done! For your inability to feel pity or remorse, I curse you to know unfathomable pain. Without mercy! Without cessation! You will suffer as no creature has ever suffered!”

Ariel screamed in bitter agony. Those words twisted in her mind like a serpent, twining about her arms and legs, making them heavy. Unbearable. A foreign weight dragged her from the heavens in a violent whirlwind, down toward the mortal plane.

It felt like the hand of a god, tearing her from the skies.

She reached out, trying to stop her fall, but only contacted with rushing air that bathed her body in a strange pelting storm. The savage winds whipped at her hair, her wings, and howled in her ears like vicious hellhounds, ripping the souls of the damned from her side.

What was happening?

None of this made sense. Every part of her ached and pulsed in waves of crashing sensation. She was a Naşāru—an elite Arel who was born into her position. A resolute warrior whose calling was to stay far from the mortal realm, where their licentiousness could tempt her, except for those brief moments when she was commanded to find dead warriors to return to life so that they could fight in earthly battles that were denied to her species.

Her job was to protect the order of the universe. To defend the primal forces. She was not to know pain.

That was for mortals to bear.

Yet pain ripped down her spine, and took the breath from a body that needed no breath, made a chest heave that should not heave, a stomach churn that had never churned before.

Blackness surrounded her in a swirling funnel. Deprived of her sight and hearing, Ariel reached out with her other senses, trying to find some kind of answer for this. A mixture of odors assailed her—the charred stench of fear, the sulfur of hell, and worse, the bittersweet smell of human flesh.

Before, all these had been muted to her. Now they assaulted her in a pungent bouquet that almost overwhelmed her with a primitive vitality that didn’t belong to her world, or understanding.

For good reason. To expose a Naşāru to such could taint them, and should they turn . . .

There was no power to stop them. They were the fiercest of warriors, who were virtually invincible.

It made them a prize for the dark powers and it was why they were never to venture to this realm.

Suddenly, she slammed against a cold, hard ground, her body throbbing in a way she couldn’t fathom.

What had happened to her?

Fury tore through her as she looked about, trying to make sense of it.

The buzzing in her ears gave way to the gentle call of birds frolicking in the forest. But the sound soon dulled until all she could hear was an occasional bird’s cry, and the rustle of a breeze through bright late-autumn leaves. Even her heartbeat faded until she could no longer hear it.

Ariel pushed herself up, but quickly fell again, her limbs shaking with unfamiliar heaviness. Her pale hair tumbled around her shoulders, hanging in her face. She tried to breathe through the heavy weight, but her breath caught in the strands suffocating her.

What the hell was this?

Suddenly, a hand snatched back the mass of hair.

Ariel looked up into the face of hatred and she knew the source of her fate. She’d seen this sorceress before. “What have you done to me?” Her throat stung from the use of vocal cords that hadn’t existed ten minutes ago.

The old, withered woman glared at her with dark, hate-filled eyes. “You stole from me my most precious possession. I begged you for mercy and still you took my son. ’Tis time you learned what it means to have your heart torn from your breast!”

That unfamiliar rage coursed through her, even more ferociously this time. Never had she known the like. Ariel was a creature of the highest source and they weren’t supposed to lose their temper.

To hate.

Yet her body responded to the woman’s presence with a burning fury that made her yearn for retaliation. She wanted to hurt her.

More than that, she wanted . . .


She didn’t understand the bitter, awful feeling. Nor did she like it.

“Return me to my place!”

The old woman’s laugh echoed around her, into the trees of the forest surrounding them. “I cannot undo my spell. Only you can.”

“What do you mean?” Ariel stared at her in utter disbelief. “I can’t stay here.” She knew nothing of survival in their world.

People died here!

A prayer came to her lips, but she knew that wouldn’t help. Free will gave all beings sovereignty over their existence, and unless it interfered with matters of life and death, nature, even evil nature, was given its due course.

Damn them all for it!

This wasn’t her realm. Her kind couldn’t survive in this hideous place where men ate their own.

Even their young.

It was forbidden! Not to mention the fact that she didn’t want to be here.

Among them. Petty creatures like the crone before her, who cared nothing for anyone other than themselves. They lived to sow strife and pain.

Truly, she loathed them all.

Looking up at the clear gray sky above them, Ariel knew she must return to her domain before the taint of mortalness damaged her eternally and left its stink upon her.

Turned her into the pitiless crone before her and made her every bit as cold and unfeeling.

“What must I do?” Ariel asked in desperation.

The smile that curved the crone’s lips sent a shiver down her spine. “You must do as I did with my son. You must love with all your heart, then watch what you love most die horribly and in pain. Hold him in your arms while he struggles for life, and cry in misery as you’re helpless to stop the angel that comes to steal his soul after he draws that final breath. Only then will you be free.”

Are you serious? She was being punished for doing her job?

Ariel shook her head in denial. “I grieve for your loss, but I have no choice about whom I take from this world. I’m given orders that I have to follow.”

Whenever a particularly skilled warrior died, the Naşāru were sent after them to recruit them to their ranks as a nekoda. It was a noble calling for her son. But she wasn’t allowed to tell that to the crone.

The old woman laughed bitterly. “And now you dance to my command.” As she walked a small circle around her, dried, fallen leaves dragged crisply under the full ragged hem of her skirt. “I know you don’t understand grief. You’re not capable of it. But you will, little reaper. You will!

Then she was gone.

Ariel looked around the forest. No trace remained of the woman. If she could dream, she’d blame it on that, but she never slept. Nor did she feel stiff, dry grass beneath her hands, the cool breath of air on her cheeks, nor the heat of the sun on human skin.

Yet she felt those things now, and by that she knew this was real. A true waking nightmare!

“You can’t leave me here!” She couldn’t be found by her enemies! An Arel alone was a dead one. . . .

On trembling limbs, she pushed herself up.

Lifting her arms above her head, she commanded herself to rise. To fly.

What had always come so effortlessly refused to obey her now.

Her golden wings were gone.

I’m mortal. That terrifying thought shot through her mind with a dizzying fright that spun her head and brought tears to her eyes.

How could this be?

She couldn’t fall in love. It wasn’t possible. That didn’t happen to creatures like her. They were never to be so tainted.

“Surrender yourself to the curse. It’ll be easier if you do.”

Her heart pounding, she spun around at the words and faced a white wolf. Its eyes glowed red.

A demon.

Of course, it would be. What else would stalk her here in this realm?

Those evil little trolls were ever about to tempt and torment those who lived here. But she wasn’t so stupid, and she’d never fall for their tricks.

She would never forsake her oath or her station.

“Leave me in peace. I’ve no use for you.”

It moved forward. With each step, its form changed until it became a winged shadow creature. One that smelled as foul as its deeds. Only the glowing red eyes remained the same. “You are no longer in my world. Or yours. You are in their world. They will fear you. Beat you. Destroy you. Then where will you be?”

Ariel lifted her chin with a confidence she didn’t feel. “If they kill me here, I’ll return to where I belong. If I surrender myself to the curse, you’ll drag me to your master. I don’t belong to your infernal prison, and I refuse to damn myself. You’ll never own any part of me.”

Too many of her kind had fallen to them. She refused to become a member of the Irin. To be marked and hunted by her own brethren while she fought for the dark lords who would abuse her for their own sick amusement.

That wasn’t her way. She would never succumb. Not for anything.

His evil laugh rang out. He touched her chin with his icy, chafed fingers. The coldness burned her skin, causing her to flinch. “My master will give me much for the soul of a Naşāru warrior, especially one who serves Michael. Come, pet, be nice and sacrifice yourself for me. I promise you a cooler spot to bathe in if you surrender now.”

She glared at him, her new body trembling in fear and fury over his offer.


The name flashed through her mind and she realized some of her powers still remained. But not enough to combat this particular demon who delighted in mischief and discord, whose evil power was second only to that of Kadar, the king of all evil.

A cold tremor of panic swept through her.

She clenched her shaking hands together, knowing her fear gave him strength.

And that, too, she would never do.

Standing strong, she glared at him. “I deny your call. Leave me and return to your hole where you kneel in servitude.”

His eyes flashed, radiating heat and malice. “You will be mine, fair one. And I will gladly serve you to my master.” He curled his shadowed form up into a ball and drifted around her head. The rancid odor of burning flesh and sulfur choked her. “How long can you remain true to your cause now that you’re corrupted by human flesh and emotion?”

She opened her mouth to deny him, but as soon as she did, the demon encompassed her head, choking her with its stench. The black thickness filled her body.

Ariel fought for breath. Her lungs burning, she fell to her knees.

Still the demon remained inside her, blotting her thoughts, her will.

“You’ll be ours, Naşāru.” Belial laughed. “And with you, I will earn my freedom and burn this fucking world to the ground!”

Copyright © Sherrilyn Kenyon 2022

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