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book. His eyes were swollen, he was bleeding from the lip, several of his bones were broken, but he continued to fight because he knew if he lost, the world would be devoured by the power hungry bitch. He had one final trick up his sleeve and he just needed a few more moments to make the powerful blood spell work.
     
    He smiled at her as blood dripped into his mouth, making him look as gruesome as he felt. “It’s been fun, Raise, but it’s over. You should know when you’ve lost.”
    “Look at you, Justice,” she sneered, her porcelain skin unmarked by any of his strikes. “You’re the one that is bleeding all over the floor. All I have to do is wait for a strong wind to blow you over and I’ll have won.”
    “No,” he grinned, trying to suck air into lungs that were too bruised to expand any more. “I’ve bound our souls, love.”
    “Pshaw,” she huffed, dismissing his words as easily as she tore his flesh from his bones. Squatting down so she was gazing directly into his eyes, she ran her tongue along his cheek until her lips were next to his ear. “It’s over, Justice.”
    He closed his eyes as the blade pierced his chest, his heart. With the last of his strength, he wrapped his fingers around Raissa’s arms and held her close as he rasped, “Yes it is. Now we’re both going to burn in Hell.”
    “No!” Raissa screamed, her flesh tearing itself from her body until she resembled Justice. Her eyes widened in horror as the phantom blade pierced her chest and blood dripped from her red lips.
    In the end, he sacrificed himself to save the world and he could only hope it would be enough. Closing his eyes, he died.
    Finally.
     
    Ana’s mouth fell open as she read the last words. That couldn’t be the end; he couldn’t just kill Justice like that. Without thinking, still in a daze, she slid off the bed and stumbled over to the window. Pushing it open, she screamed out, “You can’t do that to me, Harrison Miller! I hate you!”
    Opening his window, he stuck his head out and yelled back, “What the hell?”
    Holding the book out, she shook it at him, “Did you seriously just kill Justice Kane?”
    He gaped at her as if she was crazy and perhaps she was because he was standing there without a shirt on and she was still furious with him. “He’s already dead, Ana. He’s a fucking necromancer.”
    “But Raissa just stabbed him through the heart!” she yelled back.
    “It’s four in the morning,” he ground out. “Have you been reading this entire time? Jesus, are you still wearing my clothes?”
    Heat scalded her cheeks as she realized how ridiculous she was being. “So what if I am? You shouldn’t have killed him.”
    “I’m working on the next book,” he said in a low, furious voice that carried across the street. “But if you don’t stop screaming at me, I’ll stop writing right this very moment and he truly will be dead. And all seven of my fans can blame you.”
    “You wouldn’t dare,” she hissed.
    “I would,” he vowed.
    “Oh!” she screamed, pulling her hand back and hurling the book at him. Of course, he was not close enough to actually hit and the book landed in the middle of the street between their houses. Realizing what she had just done, she slammed the window down and then ran down the stairs and out the front door just as Harrison opened his front door. They both paused, eyed one another, and then took off towards the book at the same time. Ana had the advantage because it was closer to her side of the road but Harrison was fast and he was wearing shockingly few clothes.
    She managed to grab it as his arms went around her waist and they fell to the cold ground. In the next moment, he was looming over her, his naked chest rising and falling with each panted breath he took. Strangely, she discovered she couldn’t catch her breath at all. “That was not very wise, Miss Ana.”
    “I didn’t mean it,” she managed to say, her voice ridiculously breathy. With all of