INESCAPABLY
HELLBOUND
A Spells That Bind novel by
Cassandra Lawson
Copyright ©2018 Cassandra Lawson
All Rights Reserved
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Table of Contents
Title Page
Also by Cassandra Lawson
Acknowledgments
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Chapter 56
Chapter 57
Chapter 58
Chapter 59
Chapter 60
Chapter 61
Chapter 62
Chapter 63
Chapter 64
Chapter 65
Chapter 66
Chapter 67
Chapter 68
Chapter 69
Chapter 70
Chapter 71
Chapter 72
Chapter 73
Chapter 74
Chapter 75
Chapter 76
Chapter 77
Chapter 78
Chapter 79
Chapter 80
Chapter 81
Chapter 82
Chapter 83
Chapter 84
Chapter 85
Chapter 86
Chapter 87
Chapter 88
Chapter 89
Chapter 90
Chapter 91
Chapter 92
Chapter 93
Chapter 94
Chapter 95
Chapter 96
Chapter 97
Chapter 98
Chapter 99
Chapter 100
Chapter 101
Chapter 102
Chapter 103
Author’s Note
About the Author
Also by Cassandra Lawson
Love Without Batteries Series
Dirty at 30
Naughty at 30
Sultry at 30
Moon Virus Series
Raven’s Blood
Embrace the Heat
Seducing Death
Shattered Restraint
Impulsive Destiny
Untamed Winter
Psy-Vamp Series
Vampires and Vixens
Safe Hex With a Vampire
Vampires Prefer Blondes
The Vampire Will See You Now
Wanton with a Vampire
Vampire in Geek’s Clothing
Wicked Crazy Vampire Love
Reckless Release Series
Rocking Standby
Rock & Regrets
Spells That Bind Series
Sinfully Spellbound
Shamelessly Spellbound
Seductively Spellbound
Undeniably Hellbound
Acknowledgments
As always, I could not do this without my wonderful beta readers, April, Kari, Ria, and Yvonne. I also want to thank my daughters, Seramina and Jilliana for their faith in me and their patience when the characters from my books are demanding my attention. Finally, I want to thank Levenia for her constant support. Though her role with each book may not always be the same, she always has my back.
Chapter 1
Hades
Stalking gets a bad name.
That thought came to me as I stood on the balcony directly across from Persephone’s apartment. Most would accuse me of stalking her, which sounded bad. In my opinion, the word was the problem, not my actions. If I were to say I was admiring Persephone from afar, it wouldn’t sound nearly as bad. There was something poetic about admiring a beautiful woman from afar.
That was it!
If accused of stalking Persephone, I’d simply argue that I was admiring her from afar. Call it rebranding. It had worked when we’d started using the term demon realm instead of Hell. The tourist business had picked up with the new name. By rebranding stalking, I could make it sound much more acceptable.
“What are you doing here?” Rainer demanded as he approached from the courtyard of the apartment complex.
“Care to join me?” I asked. “Or should I shout my response?”
With an exasperated sigh, he climbed up to the balcony to join me. It was an impressive climb in his fitted black suit. His brown hair was slicked back, bringing attention to his harsh features. Rainer always looked in need of a shave. There was a glint of silver in his brown eyes, letting me know his fallen angel power was close to the surface.
“Well?” he prompted.
Since he’d asked, I decided to test out my rebranding theory. “I’m admiring Persephone from afar.” It definitely sounded better than stalking. Poetic. Romantic. It didn’t sound at all crazy or obsessive.
Based on Rainer’s exasperated sigh, he wasn’t nearly as impressed. “It’s called stalking.”
I shook my head. “I’ve rebranded the activity. Now, it’s romantic.”
A bark of laughter escaped Rainer’s lips before he could stop himself. “There’s nothing romantic about lurking in the shadows and trying to catch a glimpse of a woman through her window. What you’re doing is stalking, my friend.”
I frowned because it always caught me off-guard when Rainer referred to me as his friend. My own siblings rarely associated with me, feeling they were superior. Very few fallen angels accepted me as one of them.
“Fine,” I relented. “It’s stalking. You should try it with your witch.”
“You might be right,” he muttered. “So, why are you standing on the balcony of someone’s apartment, watching Persephone’s window? I expected you to kidnap her as soon as you were released from your promise to Lucifer. Actually, I’m shocked you didn’t break your promise to Lucifer and abduct her before.”
When I’d first met Persephone, that had been my intention. Like every other woman by that name, I’d wanted nothing more than to drag her off to Hell. I’m not proud of my
past actions, but I’d be lying if I said I felt any guilt about them. My curse hadn’t made me crazy in the beginning, but it doesn’t take a man long to lose his mind when he can’t find sexual release. The curse didn’t prevent me from getting it up. I’ve often wished that was my problem. I could get an erection, but I couldn’t come until I found the Persephone I was destined to fall in love with. No man can remain sane when he’s had blue balls for centuries.
“Some days, it’s a struggle,” I admitted.
He nodded his understanding. “I admire you, Hades.”
“Admire me?” I scoffed. “I’m the last person anyone should admire. When I suggested you start stalking your witch, I was joking.” Not really, but it was a bad idea for Rainer to take my advice on relationships. “You don’t want to end up crazy like me.”
Rainer opened his mouth to respond before shaking his head and laughing. “I was about to tell you that you aren’t crazy, but that’s not quite true. While I think you’re saner than you were six months ago, you’re still more than a little crazy. No sane person stands on a balcony, staring at an empty apartment.”
“What makes you think it’s empty?” I asked. “I could have watched Persephone undress through the window before you got here.”
“You’ve been too much of a gentleman lately for that,” Rainer teased, only he wasn’t joking.
“A gentleman? No one has ever called me that.”
“I’ve never seen you exercise this much restraint around a woman named Persephone,” Rainer told me.
My eyes moved to her window. “She’s different from the others. Hell, she’s different from anyone I’ve ever known.”
“I didn’t watch her undress,” I admitted. “She’s not home yet. I generally watch to make sure she gets into her apartment safely. I can see her kitchen through that window, so some nights, I watch her eat dinner. Sometimes, I leave a bag of zellafruit on the front porch. She loves those.”
I frowned when I realized how bad that sounded.
Rainer placed a hand on my shoulder and looked me in the eyes. “This isn’t healthy. You need to spend some time with her. Find out if she’s the one for you. Watching her eat dinner through her window won’t help you. It’s also more than a little creepy.”
“What are you doing up there?” Persephone demanded.
Damn Rainer! He’d distracted me so I hadn’t noticed Persephone’s arrival. Usually, I slipped further into the shadows before she saw me. She stood below us, her beautiful red hair covered by the hood of her long blue jacket. Her green eyes were narrowed as she waited for a response.
“Hades is making sure you’re safe,” Rainer answered for me with a smile. It was a good answer, better than anything I could have come up with.
Persephone blew out a frustrated breath and muttered something about fallen angels being morons before she continued. “I wasn’t asking what Hades is doing here. He’s often here when I get home from work. What are you doing here, Rainer? It’s bad enough I have one fallen angel lurking on my neighbor’s balcony. I don’t need two of you up there. I’m sure the reason no one has complained yet is that Hades is quiet. Now, I have you up there chatting away. There will be no stalking parties. Am I making myself clear?”
I didn’t smile often—I never had—but around Persephone, I was a different man. My face split into a wide grin. She amazed me, aroused me, and made me feel young.
“I have no control over what Rainer does,” I insisted. “He’s stalking me.”
Chapter 2
Persephone
Encouraging Hades’s behavior was a bad idea, but he was being incredibly adorable. Most wouldn’t consider him adorable, standing on the balcony, shirtless, with his large black wings out. He was a huge man, a few inches over six-feet tall with a powerful build. His long black hair was pulled back from his face, and his golden eyes were locked with mine as he regarded me with full, twitching lips. The giggle was past my lips before I could stop myself.
“You seem to be the expert on stalking,” I replied. “I suppose you are the most qualified to tell me if Rainer is stalking you.”
This wasn’t the first conversation I’d had with Hades while he watched me from the balcony. It seemed he would prefer that I pretend I didn’t notice him, but I’d often try to engage him in conversation. His responses were generally curt, so his playfulness surprised me. I was even more surprised when he leaped from the balcony, gracefully landing at my feet with his wings spread out.
“Oh, my,” I uttered. His bare chest was close enough that I could reach out and run my hands along it. Hades was a very dangerous man—dangerously sexy.
“I’m not stalking you,” Hades assured me in a voice that glided along my skin like a caress.
“What are you doing?” If my voice was breathy when I asked that question, it was only to be expected.
“Admiring you from afar,” he replied. “Doesn’t that sound better?”
It sounded better than stalking, but I wasn’t happy about being admired from afar when I wanted Hades to admire me from much closer. Naked and closer would be my preference. It wasn’t easy biting back my moan. I needed to focus on something other than Hades naked or I’d end up giving my neighbors quite a show.
“So, you’ve decided to rebrand stalking?” I asked, focusing on his choice of words. That seemed like a safe topic.
“Exactly!” Hades agreed, looking pleased with my question.
Rainer jumped down to join us. “Since it seems Hades isn’t about to toss you over his shoulder and kidnap you, I’ll go.”
“The night’s still young,” Hades told him. “Maybe you should stick around in case my instincts kick in.”
Rainer regarded him curiously while I regarded him with annoyance. It seemed Hades was determined to make sure we had a chaperone. I wanted to be alone with him. I missed him. We texted, but he rarely even spoke to me on the phone. The only times I saw him were when I caught him watching me from my neighbor’s balcony or when he stopped by to see Lucifer while I was visiting Beatrice. Those interactions were brief by his choosing.
“Good night, Rainer,” I said with a bright smile. “Thank you for stopping by to check on Hades. I’m sure he appreciates your concern.”
Hades snorted in response.
Rainer chuckled. “I can tell I’m not wanted here. It was good seeing you, Persephone.”
Normally, I’d worry about being rude, but not this time.
When we were alone, I asked, “Would you like to come up for a drink? I’m about to fix dinner. I could make enough for two if you’re hungry.”
Based on the longing look he cast at my apartment, I knew he wanted to say yes, but what he said was, “That’s probably a bad idea.”
“Actually, it’s a good idea,” I argued. “It’s a very good idea. I’ve been reading up on fallen angels, and you need to eat and drink daily.”
“You don’t say,” he replied with a laugh. “How do you do this?”
“Do what?” I wasn’t sure what he was asking.
“How do you make me feel so much joy just by being near me?” he clarified.
“I don’t know. I have a question for you.” When he quirked an eyebrow, I continued, “If I bring you so much joy, why do you avoid me?”
It was the wrong question. His features became guarded. At least, he didn’t lie and pretend he wasn’t avoiding me. He took a step back, like he was getting ready to leave, but I wasn’t having it. Taking a step forward, I grabbed two of his belt loops. He looked down at my fingers and then back up at me.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“I deserve an answer,” I replied. “You’re already thinking about running, and I’m not about to let that happen. Now, answer me.”
“It’s safer,” was his quiet reply.
“We are going to have to spend time together,” I insisted.
“I don’t want to hurt you.
” He stepped closer, and our gazes locked. One large hand moved to my cheek, and I leaned into it. His touch made me shudder with desire. “You have no idea how dangerous I am.”
“Yes,” I whispered, releasing his belt loops to slide my hands up to his shoulders. “I’m well aware of how dangerous you are. Please, stay.”
He wanted to. I could see the longing in his eyes as he continued to stare down at me. His gaze moved to my mouth, and he leaned in closer. My eyes drifted shut as his lips hovered just above mine. I couldn’t believe he was finally going to kiss me. At least, that’s what I thought until I felt him pull away.
“I can’t,” he told me. “You deserve more.”
On those words, Hades took flight.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I grumbled as I stomped toward my apartment, so turned on I could feel my body pulsing with need. “If he doesn’t make a move soon, I may be the first Persephone to abduct Hades.”
Chapter 3
The Strategist
“Now, this is interesting,” I remarked from my spot on the rooftop. I’d heard the rumors of Hades’s unusual behavior, but I hadn’t believed them. Hades actually appeared to care about the witch.
I’d been on my way to visit Hades when I’d caught sight of him leaving Hell. Since he rarely went to the human realm, I’d been intrigued, so I’d decided to follow him. As I’d watched him hanging around a witch community, I’d come to the conclusion that he was waiting for the witch to return so he could kidnap her. I hadn’t expected his restraint or the strange way he watched the witch.
“Why is he leaving?”
Looking over at the idiot who’d spoken, I struggled with my self-control. I loathed involving Zeus in my plan, and I didn’t want to discuss Hades’s reasons with Zeus. I didn’t want to discuss anything with the addled old bastard, but I needed him. The situation seemed like a perfect opportunity to let Zeus believe he was contributing to the planning. He’d noticed Hades’s strange behavior, so it shouldn’t be hard to steer his thoughts in the right direction.
“He seems to like her,” I stated. “Do you think we can use this to our advantage?” I pretended to ponder the idea as I waited for Zeus to see the obvious possibility.
I waited.
And waited some more.