Hellbound Warrior: (Dark Warrior Alliance Book Five) by Brenda Trim, Tami Julka Read Free Book Online Page A

turned to violence. This place was probably where the term misery loves company was formed.
    One might think forcing another person to have sex against their will would be the ultimate torture, but that wasn’t what got to her. It was the way they treated her like an animal. She was never more humiliated than when they fed her. She was lower than a dog as they chained her nude body at Lemuel’s feet, throwing food to her on the floor. And, to call what they gave her food was a misnomer. Most days she couldn’t identify what she was eating, only that it tasted like century old, rotten meat and looked even worse.
    Initially, she hadn’t been able to keep the food down and had vomited constantly, but survival instinct eventually took over and her stomach adjusted. One day when she had gotten lost in Lemuel’s home she’d stumbled across the kitchen and wished she hadn’t. They’d been cutting up a pus demon and making a stew from it. Pus demons were the worst of the demons she’d encountered. They were slimy, smelly and very aggressive, always pawing at her when she was tasked with entertaining them.
    She closed her eyes and shut out the noise beyond the room, focusing on her cloud in heaven. It centered her to recall what her life had been like before. She had a small three-bedroom home not far from where she grew up. It was decorated in shades of blue and tan.
    Her brother’s had a habit of stopping by for dinner unannounced because they loved her cooking, especially her lasagna. A small smile crept over her lips as she thought of her brother’s sitting at the bar in her kitchen teasing her, their huge red wings taking up all the space in the room.
    It was dangerous for her to toil too long on the past, because her anger over being taken from everyone she loved crept in and got the better of her. She hated her temper more than anything. It was a symptom of the poison on her soul. She couldn’t recall ever being so angry. Her biggest issues before the Underworld had been silly and mundane, like wishing for larger breasts. Now, she prayed to banish the hatred and rage that consumed her.
    Perhaps she’d sneak out later and visit the field. It would help if she could do her work. Thoughts of sneaking out had her mind going back to the alluring demon in the bar. She had never once been attracted to the demons, no matter how physically appealing they might be. The fact that she couldn’t stop thinking of this one made her heart race and her head spin.
    Surely, she wasn’t that low now. There was no way she would allow Lemuel to win. She ignored his daily taunts about taking her destiny and destroying it along with his ungrateful son. She hadn’t been able to learn more than this son had royally pissed off Lemuel when he escaped Hell, eschewing everything he stood for. She was glad the son had gotten away, and only wished she could do the same.
    A soft noise had her snapping her eyes open and jumping off the stool, sending it clattering to the ground. Speak of the devil. The demon that had been in her thoughts was suddenly standing in front of her, and, damn if wasn’t more gorgeous up close.
    He was a few inches taller than her five-ten frame and had a square masculine jaw with a five o’clock shadow that was sexier than it should be. Reaching out, he smiled at her and it sent a shiver all the way to her toes. That smile was dangerous and if she had panties on, they’d have fallen down around her ankles. No one had ever elicited such a response from something so simple. Silently chastising herself for such naughty thoughts, she lowered her gaze.
    Her eyes didn’t stray far as they kept going back to examine his muscular body. His leather jacket and soft black t-shirt couldn’t hide the ridges of his abdomen. And, his pants couldn’t hide his obvious arousal, she thought, gaping at the bulge straining against the zipper.
    Sharply looking away, she noted that the two demons she’d seen him with in the bar had