Thrillist

Lyra Stevens and Draziel Asheron—a mortal woman and the immortal demon god of the underworld—were never meant to be. Yet, they defied the laws of existence, forging a love so powerful it bound them to an unbreakable, merciless cycle. Every time they found happiness, Lyra died before her thirty-first birthday, only to be reborn with the memories of all her past lives. And each time, Draziel had to find her all over again.
But after her 176th death, Draziel could bear it no longer. In a desperate bid to end their suffering, he struck a deal with his ruthless brother and sworn enemy, Zarek Asheron—the very being responsible for Lyra’s countless deaths. The terms were simple: Lyra would never die again… in exchange for Draziel’s life.
Unwilling to let fate steal her love, Lyra did the unthinkable—she stole Draziel’s power and hurled herself into the past, determined to rewrite their destiny. But the past is not as she remembers. Trapped in an era where Draziel has never met her, she must make him fall in love with her all over again while unraveling the truth behind Zarek’s twisted schemes.
With time running out and dark forces conspiring to keep them apart, Lyra faces the impossible: saving the man she loves, changing a doomed fate, and surviving a past where she was never meant to exist.
But the universe has never been kind to them. And this time, it might be too late.

Eternal Wound

I twisted my lips in a hard grin. "I won't," I answered.

He grunted hard through his gritted teeth. "Then I will make you spill everything, bitch."

I moved my hands slowly, carefully, under the table in the motions I had learned.

I had practiced the void trick I learned from my past lifetime for hours in the room. I was still inexperienced with it, but I knew enough now to take me away from here.

I gave him another hard grin. The last thing I would do is to be afraid of him. "Let's see if you can make me talk, bastard," I returned.

His eyes darkened, his brows furrowed, and he grunted. He lunged for me with his fat hands. At the same time, the void materialized under the table before me. I went feet first into the void.

I slipped him a wry grin just as my waist was being swallowed by the void. His eyes snapped wider on the void. "What are you doing, human?" He demanded.

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