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And then I met Cobra.
He was sin personified, deadly and venomous—just like his namesake.
We were total opposites, yet the only thing that could make the other complete. Our bond ran deeper than either of us could have expected.
In the midst of anarchy, as the walls came crashing down, we used one another as our reason to continue breathing.
However, hearts, flowers, and pretty poetic words our story is not.
Sometimes it’s ugly, and sometimes it may hurt, but I would never take back a single moment.
We found our own version of paradise, only after going through hell together.
In the end, I was simply a blue-haired girl who fell deeply in love with a redheaded heathen.
PART ONE
Torch my soul
Up in smoke
Heaven knows
Hell below.
Chapter One
BLUE
Thunder rumbled overhead.
Any second now, the coal black sky would unleash its torrential wrath.
Sadly, the rain would be of no aide to the small group of travelers already consumed by ravenous flames.
I stood a few feet behind six of the Venom, watching their flesh shrivel up and melt like plastic, and found peace in the fact that three out of t
he four were dead long before they were fed to the fire.
As for the one who’d suffered the most, I couldn’t find it in me to offer him an ounce of pity.
What he did was stupid and lacked all common sense. No one in their right mind would lead their family to an abandoned prison in the middle of the night.
Did none of them see the markers and signs claiming this as Venom territory?
Even if they hadn’t, I’d done my best to warn them away. Had they listened, they would never have been paraded though the prison and executed as an example.
It wasn’t a sight I would soon forget.
The man had begged for his family’s lives to be spared.
The method was a simple bullet to the back of the head, quick and painless.
They dropped him into the fire right on top of their bodies. After his agonizing screams ended, all there was left to do was inhale, exhale, and stare at the embers.
The smell that carried on the wind was…haunting.
It was emotionally taxing. Lack of humanity practically seeped out of it.
