Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

420. Bought - Bonus Chapters I

*After a small break from Bought, while I was preparing other projects, I am finally able to work on the bonus chapters I promised - enjoy. PS the story of Erelah and Samael is not what I originally imagined, so this is a surprise for me as it is for everyone. but as always, I am letting the characters tell their stories.*

**Erelah**

A thick blanket of snow covers the courtyard of the monastery.

Winter has always been my favorite time of the year. The cold never bothers me. Maybe because I was created during one of the biggest blizzards my world, Thulia, had ever faced. Tonight, the sky is unsurprisingly clear, the stars shining brightly.

When God created me, the number of stars was double what it was now. If not for Lailah, the librarian and astronomer of the monastery, I doubt I would have noticed the disappearance of the stars. She spends most of her time either observing the stars or with her nose in a book.

I love books, too, especially the ones with epic love stories, but I don't have as much time as Sister Lailah to read.

There are many more important things that require my attention, like keeping the demons away from the Sacred Archives. God had created this monastery and the Warrior Nuns to protect the archives from...the rest of the Universe.

Only the Mother Superior-me is allowed to enter the archives. The entire history of God's creation is recorded on golden plates, which are sealed in books so no one can read them. I doubt anyone could read them even if the plates weren't sealed since they have been written in the first language spoken. Only the ancient archangels and demons speak it, and they refuse to teach it to anyone.

Only a few know of the existence of the archives, one of them is the strongest demon on Thulia, Zarall. He has always sought to steal them. He even insisted God entrusted him with the safekeeping of the archives.

Why the demons want to get their hands on them is something I'm trying to learn. When God used to visit the monastery to give me instructions, I asked him about Zarall, but he didn't reply.

only

the demons are

that everything else could exist. God had created worlds many times before, each

Jehova decided to battle the great evil, the Leviathan. His mighty spear

the Leviathan have been scattered all over the

of the end, returning everything

in the Sacred Archives. It's the only thing I was allowed

since God visited the monastery. Since his last visit, my sisters and I have diligently performed our duties. We read, prayed, trained daily, and fought Zarall and his demons. During this time, only Sister Clarice was lost

boots. After lifetimes of living with her and my other sisters, I've learned to recognize them from their footsteps. Sister Amaliel is one of the most gentle Warrior Nuns. Her talent doesn't reside in welding weapons but in keeping all of us calm in front of the enemy. More than that. Her power calms even the most

since Zarall bothered us. He's planning

get nervous. The demons won't stop until they get their hands on what they are

what for? From what I know, it

Amaliel sits next to me on

troubles you,"

me as well

being quiet, too quiet, and God's mysterious disappearance." For the first time since I became a Warrior Nun, I say, "Maybe it is time to talk to the demons and see what they really want." I expect her to contradict me, but when she doesn't say

gaze is fixed on the sky, on the same stars I

truly evil is approaching." My gaze rushes to her angelical face. Long, wavy, brown hair cascades all over her shoulders and back. There's a slight frown on her face. "The smell of Death is heavy on the air." It smells