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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nothing less than her happiness. Sighing, he unraveled her arms around his neck, peering into her face. “What is

two hours

“One.”

cotton to burst from the seams. Anger perfused from her body and her darkness rumbled, threatening to choke

hours, but that’s it.”

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

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

into her prey. Her toys for her to play with. His servants had other uses besides accompanying him through his

become the best she can be, as she is their ticket to a brighter and better

belonged to him. Kiya is his possession and object of desire. He will slaughter anyone who dares to come

kicked up her feet. “What did

you something.”

in excitement. “Another gift? Where? I want

Kiya’s room with a large, black velvet box with red brocades sewn

it.” He handed the box to her. “You’ll

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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.

no longer there to tell her to be careful. Her voice was as silent as death. The shroud of devilry clouded her gut instincts, infecting her fading humanity, and she didn’t have the will

box. A smile crept its way on

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

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 cool and smooth under her fingertips. The

prompting her to retract her fingers. Healing fast. Kiya gripped the bloodstone handle,

She hummed, eyes settling on her floor mirror. Her reflection stared back at her, eyes heavy 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

shined back at her, conveying a

enough to cut on contact. Osiris eyes widened at Kiya’s sudden action, but it failed to damp his

it.” Her voice dropped an octave, low and menacing. “Is the blade made

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

her blade. ready to kill. “Don’t mention him. If the fucker was still alive, I’d kill him ten times over.”

be dead; the rest of your tormenters are not With that blade, you can make them truly suffer. And you’re very creative, my darling. I can’t wait

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again.” Kiya hissed, palm rubbing her chest.

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it are dead.” Osiris whispered, taking a hand and kissing the back of her palm. “And they hurt you deeply, didn’t they? You can kill them