Untouchable by Marii Solaria

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Chapter 58 The Dagger

“Neither love nor evil conquers all, but evil cheats more.“–Laurell K. Hamilton

Third Person POV

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A black and gold embroidered paddle brush glides through ebony strands from the roots to the ends, gripped. by a pale hand, Kiya sat in a chair in front of a full–length mirror in a black nightgown and a teddy bear in her lap. Her crimson eyes fluttered close as she sunk into her pampering, purring quietly. The hair attendant, one of the many hybrids living in Osiris‘ home, released a silent huff of relief. Faini red scars on her white skin were connected with vivid memories of a treacherous training day where she came face–to–face with a sadistic smile and pointed claws from the woman beneath her.

But she couldn’t do anything about it. Not with Osiris‘ heavy and watchful gaze reflecting from the looking glass. Leaning against the doorframe, the vampire allowed his thoughts to fill his mind about his woman. It wasn’t too long ago he had watched Klyn dance freely under the starless sky, Strongest at night, strips and wisps of her dark powers followed her every move, sculpting It to her liking.

Her childlike laughter vibrated through the cool air, free from anguish.

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filled with joy and glee. A marvelous sight for Osiris to see; watching his darling sharpen her powers without realizing it.

It had been three days since Kiya’s turn to the darkness, and the vampire couldn’t be happier. Knowing his dream is within his grasp, fate rewarded him with his hard work. Sweet to him, but a beast to her enemies. The new Kiya was everything Osiris wanted; a partner and a powerful weapon rolled into one.

However, the sheer level of her powers was unprecedented. Selene’s avatars are formidable. The moon is an influential force, but under the cloak of the shadows, even more so.

Molding the mind to personal benefit is a skill many cannot accomplish. It required tremendous concentration and a sharp vision. To Osiris‘ surprise, she mastered it quite quickly when she used her ‘trainers‘ as her prey as she hunted. Developments galore, and it meant the duo will be unstoppable. However, the seed of curiosity spouted in his mind; what else could Kiya do?

After the hair attendant scurried out of the bedroom, Kiya let out a huge yawn, stretching her arms above her head. She was tired. Spotting a pair of reflective reds from the mirror, her exhaustion melted away instantaneously. A grin broke out when she turned to the door. Sprinting toward the vampire, the woman leaped and wrapped her arms around his neck as her bear dangled from her fingertips.

“Hi, Osiris!” She greeted; her pitch higher than normal. “Are you going to tuck me in?”

The vampire chuckled, twirling a lock of her hair around his finger. As much as he liked her curls, he decided

it was best for her to change her look. “As always, my dear. However, we need to talk.”

The light in Kiya’s crimson eyes dulled. “Can we talk in the morning? I’m sleepy.”

“We could, but we won’t. Getting you up for training was hard enough. I only let you sleep in because your body was adjusting to your new developments.”

“I should still sleep in.”

on my watch. Now, stop stalling and let us talk.”

…Under one condition.”

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him, and she takes nothing less than her happiness. Sighing, he unraveled her arms around his neck, peering into her

an extra two hours of

“One.”

to burst from the seams. Anger perfused from her body and her darkness rumbled, threatening to choke him to death. Immediately, he put his hands on her shoulders to calm her

Two hours,

shined through. “I knew you’d see it my

sat with a bounce. Kiya’s behavior struck him as odd, especially with a toy in her hands. Childlike. A witch conjured the bear using a spell. Now, the toy is attached to her hip. It did not differ from when he first met Halima in the deepest pits of Kiya’s spirit, becoming clingy as he was the only other person she’d spoken to. Now, parts of that child’s personality bled into her adult self.

carnage from her palms, turning her “trainers into her

she can be, as she is their

and object of desire. He will slaughter

“What did you want to talk about?”

you

gasped in excitement. “Another gift? Where?

returned to Kiya’s room with a large, black velvet box with red brocades sewn in at each corner. It piqued the woman’s curiosity with her eyes tailing his movement until he sat down.

it.” He handed the box to her.

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power radiated from within, coiling and ready to latch onto whoever dared to open it. A rational person would’ve ditched the box and run like hell. Not Kiya. She wanted to

to be careful. Her voice was as silent as death. The shroud of devilry clouded her gut instincts, infecting her fading humanity, and

the box. A smile crept its way on Osiris‘ face when Kiya’s crimson eyes glowed

noble defense or cold- hearted deeds. Silence befell the woman as infinite possibilities of its use running a marathon in her mind. Many of which involved rivers of crimson and the taste

authentic bloodstone, the reds and greens swirled together at the handle, mimicking one of the many galaxies in the cosmos. A thick red diamond sat between the quillons, both curved upward to mimic snake fangs. The untouched silver blade, long and double–edged, was

fast. Kiya gripped the bloodstone handle, picking up her new weapon. Lightweight and durable. Excellent for combat.

and wicked. Until it shifted. The corners of her vision hazed over, her reflection morphing into the man she hated the most. Was it a hallucination? No matter what Kiya did, the bastard made a mark on her soul that she couldn’t get rid of. And

back at her, conveying a silent

action, but it failed to damp his grin. Rage is a mighty weapon. Rather than having it aimed at him, it’ll be used to unleash hell on those who’ve created it. Folding one leg over

sharp. I like it.” Her voice dropped an octave, low and menacing. “Is

wolfsbane. The witches did a superb job crafting this lovely weapon of destruction for you.” Osiris led Kiya back to the bed, ignoring the teddy bear falling on its face. Kiya stepped on it, unfazed. “If I’m not mistaken, it is like the blade you used to kill your rapist, is

man. Her glower was sharper than her blade. ready to kill. “Don’t mention him. If

returns.” He chuckled. “He may be dead; the rest of your tormenters are not With that blade, you can make

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whispered, taking a hand and kissing the back of her palm. “And they hurt