Death's Redemption (The Eternal Lovers Series) Read Online Free PDF

stake through her heart?” He pointed at her still body; the bump of her heart was barely discernible now. She had literally milliseconds before human death occurred, at which point she would become the walking dead.
    Crossing her arms she pinned him with a glacier glare. “Thank you, Captain Obvious.”
    His lips twitched despite himself.
    Then everything stopped. Literally halted. The squeak of mice, the hollow scraping of a door creaking open and shut in a gentle breeze. The world was quiet and still, except for him and Lise.
    The human was no longer breathing, but she wasn’t dead either. She was in stasis along with the rest of the world.
    Lise wore a smug grin. “Now then, as I was saying, she must not become one of them.”
    “And how do you plan to stop the inevitable, Ancient One? Keep her catatonic for the rest of her life?”
    She wrinkled her nose. “Of course not. I already thought of that, but it really doesn’t work for my endgame.”
    Nodding, he leaned against a fridge that’d been partially moved away from the wall. “What is it with immortals and their endgames?”
    “Like you’re one to talk, reaper. And what were you planning to do? Hmm?” The whites of her eyes glowed as she tapped her finger against her chin. “Tell the queen you were through being master of death? Is that not an endgame? Though a minor one, still an endgame.”
    He remained silent, refusing to rise to the obvious baiting.
    “We are all the same; we all have a goal in mind. My goal involves you and this woman.”
    “No.” A swift shake of his head didn’t stop her from nodding as if he’d agreed.
    “Oh yes.”
    Pinching the bridge of his nose, Frenzy licked his front teeth, counting slowly to three before speaking. “I do not think you heard me correctly. I’m not in the market for an Eve, especially not a human one. Cian at least got a witch. This…” His nose curled as he pointed to the broken shell lying before them.
    Rolling her eyes, she looked at him as if he were merely a bug under a microscope and not the creature in whose hands rested life or death. She had no fear of him whatsoever. It was rather novel, and slightly off-putting.
    “Well, as you succinctly stated just moments ago, she’s no longer really human, now is she?”
    “What?” He winced, trying to make sense of her nonsense. “You just said she couldn’t be allowed to become a vampire—”
    “Yes. And?”
    “Aaaannnd…” He dragged the word out as he rolled his wrist, looking to her for a cue, some sign that she might have realized she’d spoken in riddles, but she was giving him a wide-eyed, totally innocent stare. “You confuse me.”
    She laughed. “I confuse them all, do not worry. Now, you and I will get along just fine if you listen to everything I tell you to do.”
    “Even if I agreed to this, whatever it is, it doesn’t mean that The Morrigan would. She nearly killed Cian last time and—”
    “Yes, yes, I handled that one. The kitten has been declawed; you work for me now. An arrangement the queen and I have made, if you will.”
    “What?” He jerked off the fridge, glaring at her now. “When did this happen? I work for the—”
    “Not really. No.” Her smile was laced in sugar. “You work for me. Memos may not have been handed down yet, but ownership has been overturned. Now listen up because we haven’t much time.”
    And just like that all humor vanished from her face; she was intensely serious. The air between them shivered with the rawness of her power, like getting caught outside during an electrical storm. Waves of heat and ice and suffocating magic gripped him so tight he could do nothing but take a stuttering breath around the sudden pounding of his heart.
    “From the moment that I release time she will have half a second before death. She cannot become a vampire, which is why you will not take her soul.”
    “Lise”—he shook his head—“I have to take her soul. If I do not, my hand will remain