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Sweet Revenge

Series: Dueling with the Devil , Book 2.0
By: Vivi Dumas | Other books by Vivi Dumas
Published By: Vivi Dumas
Published: Apr 05, 2013
ISBN # 9781626206342
Word Count: 63,000
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Categories: Romance>Paranormal/Horror Romance>Werewolves/Shifter Romance>Interracial


Sweet Revenge (Dueling with the Devil) by Vivi Dumas - Romance>Paranormal/Horror eBook

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Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. What if that woman is a demon, in fact Lilith's very own daughter? Isabella LaCoste vowed to get her revenge on her ex and his new human fiance. She didn't commit fifty years of her life to be thrown out like last season's runway fad. But taking vengeance on an upper level Shifter Demon and the newly crowned Voodoo Princess might not be a one demon job. She volunteers her services to Lucifer to deliver Angel and Jacque in exchange for his help. She never expected her new partner in crime would fill the void in her broken heart.

Not even death brought him peace. Xavier Toussant wanted out of his contract and the killing business. His last assignment was his own brother and he failed to deliver. Lucifer didn't appreciate his valor in dealing with his brother, Jacque. In fact, it only created more problems. Xavier's back on assignment to capture his brother and the Voodoo chick. Only this time, he's shackled to the craziest female in the Underworld. Xavier finds Isabella LaCoste might be the one thing to put his soul at ease.
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“Fuck you! I’m done.” Xavier grasped the bars of his cage. His silver confines suspended dangerously close to a boiling lake of tar. Tendrils of blue flames leapt from the surface of the thick, black fluid, lapping at the enclosure swinging above. His palms, like melting plastic, infused with the metal. The rancid odor of singed skin wafted to his nostrils. “I’m tired of fighting for you,” he managed to grind out, in spite of the pulsing pain in his hands.

Lucifer sniffed the amber liquor in the crystal tumbler he held in his hand. “Did you think you could back out of our deal so easily?”

“In most countries, death is a valid out in contract law.” Xavier snorted.

The Devil waved his hand, causing the flames on top of the black liquid below the cage to dance higher. The metal conducted the heat around Xavier’s large body, like a turkey roasting in an oven. The sweat poured down his face, stinging his eyes and flavoring his tongue with the taste of salt.

“I’ll tell you when you’re done,” Lucifer glared at him, ice-blue eyes burning with intensity. “You’re done when your brother and his bitch are delivered to me.”

Xavier rocked back on his haunches, struggling to wrap his arms around his knees, the tiny, silver bars constricting his movements. Battered and weary, he remained silent, trying to figure out how things went so wrong. Killing his half-brother, Jacque, seemed like an easy assignment when he received Lucifer’s contract notification email. Luc kept an expansive network of assassins gainfully employed. Even the Devil needed a backup plan. Too many people were reneging on deals these days. Dealing in souls was almost as bad as the housing market.

Xavier treated his killings as a business. He considered himself a bounty hunter to the supernatural world. It was a means to an end. But Jacque’s contract was different. It was personal. He had waited decades for his revenge, only to find out in the end it wasn’t what he wanted at all. During the final battle with his brother, when he had the chance to kill him, Xavier decided he was his own worst enemy, not Jacque.

Lucifer’s laughter interrupted Xavier’s thoughts. “Maybe you’re more like your brother than I gave you credit for. Has Jacque’s touchy feely bullshit rubbed off on you?”

“Whatever, man. I’m nothing like my brother. Jacque was stronger than I expected, especially with the help of his new woman. Angel and her friends were formidable opponents.”

“They’re humans. What do we have to fear from them?” Arrogance was one of Lucifer’s strongest traits.

Xavier shook his head. “You know, they’re more than just the humans. It’s like a bad joke. A voodoo princess, a demon, a vampire, and a witch walk into a bar…” Little bro has found yet another way to top me, by marrying the only ex-supermodel with voodoo powers. Hot and fierce.

“Now, let’s get this straight. You’re going to bring Jacque and Angel to me. I want Marie Laveau back, too. I cannot afford to lose the most powerful Voodoo Queen of the millennium. Angel is the only one I’ve found close to Marie’s strength.” Lucifer downed the liquor and the glass immediately refilled.

Looking up and meeting Lucifer’s line of sight, Xavier asked, “And what if I refuse?”

“You’ll regret the day you make that decision. There are depths of Hell reserved for special banishments. Places even the deadliest demons fear. Some even I never dared to investigate. You’ll be the first to experience the torture of these regions, if you don’t man up and finish your job.”

The Big Bosses built Hell as a progressive disciplinary track for the humans they deemed unsuitable for the robe and wings gig. The higher levels of purgatory are not much different from Earth, only the landscape a bit more gothic and the temperature a few degrees hotter than the hottest day in El Azizia. As one traveled further into the bowels of Hell, the torment and heat increased exponentially. When Lucifer took over the Underworld, he incorporated his own cruelty by besieging his victim with the manifestation of the person’s greatest fears. The worst of the worst saved themselves from this fate by electing to enlist into Lucifer’s Special Forces, to do his bidding.

Transgressions—Xavier had too many to name. He belonged in Hell, but remaining trapped in the nightmare of his regrets for eternity was too much to bear. “How do you know I’ll beat Jacque and his crew?”

Lucifer brushed a wayward ember from his suit. “I have solicited help for you. I’m sure she’ll be of great assistance. She’s dying to see Jacque and Angel destroyed.”

“Who?” Xavier narrowed his glare, sizing up Lucifer.

The Devil’s teeth gleamed against his ebony skin as his face cracked into a wicked grin. “Bell.”

Jumping up swiftly, Xavier banged his head on the top of the cage. “Aw, hell no. She’s not right. There’s something seriously wrong with that girl. I don’t need some jealous, jilted, crazed female messing things up.”

Bell sauntered out of the shadows. Her angelic face was a farce, hiding the danger and deception lying below her beautiful surface. The sway of her hips as she strutted towards him beckoned his attention. She was more than trouble. She was danger. “You hurt my feelings, Xavier. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you didn’t like me. A ‘jealous, jilted chick’ is a powerful weapon to wield.” Her blue eyes sparked with mischief, a thin smirk slid across her face. "Haven’t ya heard? Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Just imagine that wrath magnified into a female demon. However, I must have some redeeming qualities. Your brother dated me for decades.”

Xavier inhaled, sucking the stench of the tar pits into the back of his throat. “I can’t account for my brother’s taste in women. Any demon would tap that ass if you let him for a few centuries. I see he went another route when he finally decided to commit.”

If looks could kill, Xavier would be dead for the second time in one night. Bell charged the cage with her dagger unsheathed. She barely avoided plunging into the fiery depths of the tar pit. His prison of silver hung just beyond the volcanic shore of safety. Instinctively, Xavier dodged out the way as she sliced through the empty air, balancing on the balls of her feet to keep from falling into the black pool of damnation. The bars singed several parts of his body, as his massive size battled the small confines of his predicament. The hot metal branded lines into his bare back. He scooted forward to the middle of the tiny cell. Bell took another stab at him, her small arm easily reaching through the space between the silver poles. Xavier reached between the rails, grabbed her wrist, and slammed her into the decalescent silver, creating a huge burn across her forehead.

He brought his face inches from hers, and growled, “I’m not someone to fuck with, bitch.”

Bell bit a chunk of meat out of his hand, forcing him to release her. She spit the piece of flesh onto the floor of his entrapment. “I got your bitch.” She scurried back from the cage and faced Luc. “You want me to work with this animal?”

A low chuckle rumbled from Luc’s chest. “You children must learn to play nice. Yes. You’ll work together to bring me Jacque and Angel. If you don’t, you’ll both be spending eternity swimming in a tar pit. I doubt either one of you want to rot in stench and wallow in misery for the rest of your lost lives as a sulfur demon.”

With venom dripping from her words, she spat, “You wouldn’t dare. My mother would kill you.”

“Lilith doesn’t have the power to kill me, nor I her. If she did, believe me, I would’ve been dead centuries ago.” Lucifer downed another round of whiskey. “He’s your responsibility. If Xavier decides to back out on his contract again, you’ll still end up in the pits. But out of the kindness of my shriveled heart, I’ll give you some tools to keep him under control.”

Bell kicked a hard, black glob into the bubbling lake. “Shit. This isn’t what I signed up for when I volunteered to help.” She glanced back at Xavier when the chains around his ankles rattled, as he shuffled to the middle of the silver box.

A wide smile stretched across Xavier’s face. “Howdy, partner. I’ve been told I’m a little hard to manage, but I’ll do my best to behave.”

“Fuck you.” Her gesture matched her words.

He pressed his forehead against the bars, ignoring the sizzling of his flesh. “That’s an offer I might take you up on. I wondered what kept Jacque coming back to you, and everyone knows the crazy chicks are the best in bed.” He puckered his lips in a mock kiss and fell back in laughter as Bell’s knuckles turned white from her clinched fist.

She swung around to glare at the Devil. “If he fucks up, I will kill him.”

Lucifer chuckled. “I wouldn’t expect less. I figured you two will either succeed, or kill each other trying.”

A bronze band appeared around Xavier’s ankle. Lucifer handed Bell a small package. “You’ll find everything you need inside. If he wanders too far from you, the device around his ankle will bring him back here. Only not back to this cage, it’s programmed to drop him into the furthest realms of Hell.” Lucifer eyeballed Xavier. “Become fast friends. You have 100 feet of privacy. More than that and your ass will be burning in a place far worse than this one.” After those words, both the Devil and the cage holding Xavier disappeared, the power of Lucifer’s will sending him to the shore of the burning tar lake.

What the fuck have I gotten myself into now? Xavier punted a boulder into the wall of the cave.

Sweet Revenge

By: Vivi Dumas