![]() ![]() Somebody? Anybody?"Īgain, there was no response. He could hardly wait to tell everyone that he'd done what they hadn't. She was the enemy he'd been chasing, as well as the chick who'd oh, so impolitely introduced his pancreas to the freaking hilt of her blade. Grinning, he shifted the unconscious female draped over his shoulder into a more comfortable position. Come in here and bask in my glory." His voice echoed through the foyer, expectant, eager. ![]() And damn if he wasn't ready to celebrate. After chasing his enemy cross-continent, bargaining away one of the four godly relics needed to find and destroy Pandora's box-and yeah, he was gonna get spanked hard for that-then, after being eaten alive by insects and at one point (cough) walking into a chick's knife (cough), he'd finally won. ![]() Strider, keeper of the demon of Defeat, burst through the towering front doors of the Budapest fortress he shared with a growing cast of friends-brothers and sisters by circumstance rather than blood, but all the closer for it-fighting a rush of undeniable pleasure. ![]()
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