Demonic and Deserted (Eternally Yours Book 4) Read Online Free PDF

give to take away some of that pain, to hold her in my arms and tell her that her sins had been forgiven. 
    It was difficult work, traversing stairs that had been built for giants, making thirteen flights feel like thirty. All elevators within the pyramid had been sealed off to prevent the spiders from reaching the bottom levels through the shaft, though I feared they may have already found their way down. And then there was the question of their mother. Based on what I had heard about her from the others, destroying her wasn’t going to be easy, considering the armor on her chest deflected weapons and magic. Though the Nephilim had supposedly banished her to the fifth level of Hell when they’d crushed her skull, she had to have found a way up to our level, and the spiders she’d referred to as her demonlings were here to enact revenge. Their poisonous stingers were lethal enough to make their victims die a second death, maybe even cast them to the lowest dimension of Hell, which was why it was imperative we killed every last one of those little motherfuckers. 
    Some days I asked myself what the hell I was doing down here when I had earned enough credits to get into Heaven. I could have been living it up in a huge mansion with the valet of my dreams, not stuck down here, waiting to be demon bait. But then I reminded myself my friends needed me, and I wasn’t about to leave them, no matter how much those demons scared the shit out of me.
    My lungs were burning by the time we reached the bottom. O’Connor stopped and leaned against the step, breathing with a wheeze. I patted him on the back, trying to catch my breath, too, then I nudged him toward the towering wooden doors at the end of the hall. I didn’t feel comfortable standing out here. The bottom of the pyramid looked like the inside of a tomb. The walls were made of large grey stones, and the floors were polished tiles. Wall sconces bigger than streetlamps flanked the stones, but even the light from the burning pyres didn’t pierce the shadows; the walls stretched into pitch darkness. 
    We moved cautiously toward the safety of the dining hall, a void of emptiness stretching out before us. We’d nearly reached our destination when the hairs on the back of my neck stood on end.  I shared wide-eyed looks with O’Connor and Cam. They felt it, too. We took off at a run, winded by the time we banged on the double doors to the hall.
    “Let us in!” Cam cried.
    A breeze blew through the cavern, and I heard whispering behind the doors and the heavy bolt unlatching.
    Though I was terrified, I took a chance and looked up. I tasted bile when I saw thousands upon thousands of spiders descending upon us, suspended from somewhere beyond the darkness by long, gleaming white strands of web.
    The door opened a crack, and we slipped inside, slamming it behind us and heaving the bolt back on its hinges. How long the door would hold, I had no idea, but of one thing I was certain—the spiders would soon overrun the entire pyramid and every soul in it.
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    Ash MacLeod
    “W hat floor are we on?” I asked Aedan with a tight chest.
    A loud pop sounded above us, and the flickering light went out, leaving us in complete darkness. I screamed and tumbled into his arms when the elevator started moving again.
    “Aedan,” I cried. “I’m scared.”
    He squeezed my hand before letting go. “Hang on.” 
    My limbs iced over with fear when he moved away from me.
    “There’s an emergency switch somewhere,” he grumbled. And then the numbers on the panel lit up with an eerie glow as a red strobe light pulsed overhead.
    “What’s happening?” I asked as I leaned against him.
    He squinted at the panel before hitting the sub-level one button several times. “I don’t know, but I don’t like it.”
    A cold current raced up my spine and made all the baby hairs on my nape stand on end. I recognized that feeling, that “you’re totally fucked, Ash” feeling. And though I