Divine Hell Fiction: Treachery

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She put down the glass. “It wasn’t your fault.”

Her eyes flicked over his face, blue pursuing grey. His expression remained unchanged. The lack of regret chilled her spine with the unerring sensation that she’d gotten something wrong.

“You had no way of knowing. They could have tracked us any–”

He smiled, cyanide and cold charm. All semblance of feeling was cut from his face like blood betrayed a vein. “It was me.”

Her brow quirked in disbelief.

“I made you dream of me.” He laughed. “It was easy, really.”

“Why would you…? Why would you lie about something like that?”

He shrugged his shoulders, watching as she stumbled back into her chair. “To make you trust me. So it was simpler to get the paralysis drug in your glass.”

Her eyes moved slowly up to his face.

“I prefer food that can’t escape…” His teeth scraped against her throat.


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3 thoughts on “Divine Hell Fiction: Treachery”

  1. "He smiled, cyanide and cold charm. All semblance of feeling was cut from his face like blood betrayed a vein." Absolutely stunning writing. I always look forward to your stories and this is a cracker. Great writing.

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