Hawkyn: A Demonica Underworld Novella by Larissa Ione

Author:Larissa Ione [Ione, Larissa]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: romance, demons, Larissa Ione, Demonica Underworld, angels, 1001 Dark Nights
Publisher: Evil Eye Concepts, Incorporated
Published: 2018-02-27T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Aurora didn’t have a chance to ask Hawkyn what he meant by saying they were going to Hell. One moment they were baking like oatmeal raisin cookies in her house, and the next they were standing on some sort of raised platform in a place that resembled part of an ancient Greek city.

She looked down at the round stone pad beneath their feet. “How did you do this?”

“Angels can flash directly to or from this portal. Almost everyone else arrives via a twin portal in the human realm.”

Okay, but where, exactly, were they? Lush, green grounds stretched forever, dotted by fountains and forests, streams and paths. A massive white building with doors that could allow entrance to a dinosaur was flanked by smaller buildings, temples, and courtyards where people sparred or practiced with weapons, and seated in a small amphitheater nearby, what appeared to be a handful of bored-looking students were listening to a robed guy giving a lecture.

“This...this is Hell?”

“Sort of.”

How could someplace be “sort of” Hell? Was it like how his father was “sort of” evil?

Hawkyn squeezed her hand, pressing his palm against hers in just the right spot, and a current of energy sizzled up her arm, astonishing in its intensity and made even more astonishing by the fact that she could feel it spilling into the empty tank inside her that held her power. Usually she had to make an effort to absorb energy from people, and it was a slow, steady charge; it never rushed in like water from a broken dam.

When he released her hand, her knees wobbled from the sudden disconnection from his nuclear-grade fuel. He gave her a brief once-over that wasn’t remotely sexual, but tingles followed wherever his gaze landed.

“You okay?” he asked.

No. Not at all. Touching an angel running on a full battery took some getting used to.

“I’m fine. Just a little freaked out about being in Hell, you know?” Holy shit. “This isn’t exactly what I expected.”

“That’s because this probably isn’t what you think it is.” He nodded in the direction of a marble statue of two horned, hooved demons fighting with a trident and a spear. “The demon realm is called Sheoul—it’s what most people think of when they reference Hell. But Sheoul isn’t where evil human souls go.” He made an encompassing gesture with his hand. “This is Sheoul-gra, sort of a sub-realm that houses the true Hell, where the souls of demons and evil humans are kept until they’re reincarnated.”

She looked around, but it was hard to believe this place was full of malevolent souls. “I don’t understand. Where are the souls?”

He guided her down a stone path toward a blocky building with a lot of glass-less windows. “They’re kept in the Inner Sanctum.”

“I see,” she said, even though she didn’t. “So why are we here?”

“It’s where I live.”

She nearly tripped over her own feet. Angels lived in Hell? Since when? What was happening? Somehow she managed to not blurt any of that out, instead keeping her cool the way her brother had always taught her and asking just one tame question.

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