Death Be Hell (Terra Vane Series Book 8) by Katie Everwood & Katie Epstein

Death Be Hell (Terra Vane Series Book 8) by Katie Everwood & Katie Epstein

Author:Katie Everwood & Katie Epstein [Everwood, Katie & Epstein, Katie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-01-31T05:00:00+00:00


Chapter Twenty

The next morning, dawn broke, and we hurried to gather our belongings. Libby packed away the Lazon, and I was extremely grateful for it when we noticed a decapitated demon lying dead on its borders.

“Told you,” said Libby, nudging it with her foot. “Scavengers.”

It looked more like the cross between a monkey and a man. Sparse fur waved in the light breeze of the morning, poking out of brown leathery skin. The features looked like a human aside from the fangs grown over its lips.

“This world is so freaking creepy,” I muttered to myself. Kaleb heard me.

“Not as creepy as Earthside. At least the monsters have faces over here.”

“True.” I rubbed my eyes. “What’s made you all philosophical so early on a morning?”

“Lack of caffeine.” He winked, and off we went.

“So, where next?” I asked, not looking forward to whatever magic awaited us in the next city.

Libby smirked. “You’ll see.”

When we passed through the second glamor I wanted to kill her.

Screw that, I was going to kill her as I hurried to hide behind Kaleb.

“No.” I shook my head, my hands wrapped around my person. “No, no, no.”

In what resembled a dark street, we stood outside a club, thumping music sailing out to the sidewalk. Other clubs were dotted around as people danced outside the pulsing properties. It was like a freaking fiesta with all the colorful costumes. And leather. Or lack of.

Kaleb was in sudden hysterics at our new clothes. Grady and Zax were gawking at Libby and Mayra in their BDSM outfits of black leather buckles. Not that they could be classed as clothes. More like scraps of cloth. Mayra laughed, and did a twirl, bouncing her moderate boobs up and down to test them out. She wore a leather corset with tiny shorts.

Libby, almost bursting out of hers with her breasts pushed up to her chin, took delight in the tight leather dress with two diamond cutouts at the waist with studs protruding from the sweetheart neckline. She wore a studded collar and cuffs.

The men. They didn’t look too bad, with their leather pants, and collars, and nipple rings showing from bare chests. But me. Oh yeah me. I had a scrap of leather on my boobs, leather panties, and a ring on a leather scrap that joined them together. Spiky boots reached my thighs as hooped earrings hung from my ears. My hair was piled onto my head with wisps getting in my eyes, so I blew them out, before continuing to say, “No. Hell no. Just no.”

“It’s the City of Fantasy,” Libby explained. “You’re going to have to sell it. All sorts of shit goes down here, but from what we’re wearing, I’d say we need to go to Loxy’s. It’s a BDSM-slash-strip club. Or the demonkind anyway. It’s fun!”

“I’m loving it,” said Bernard. Grady looked at Zax, both of them smirking at what was to come.

Assholes.

Libby stepped forward. “Look, Vane. You’re gonna have to sell it. If you go in there gawking and sheepish, then people will get suspicious.



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