I look around the bedroom taking note of how much things have changed over the past few months. Annalise, the woman I had taken so much pleasure in harassing, was a Goddess, and now not only my wife but pregnant with my child. My eyes which had seen centuries of life and death, war and peace, love and hate, had been opened to knowledge that went beyond what most supernaturals knew. Callindora, whom I had despised for centuries had betrayed the council and humans by mating with Typhon, one of the most feared Gods in history and now carried his child. We were now headed for war against a God and even I was uncertain if we would come out victorious. All of these things churn in my mind like the flames of hell but it was only the tip of the iceberg. Annalise was changing, constantly be tormented by a demon from her past. I struggle to help her as I try to piece together the fragments of her past but they only lead to questions about my own past. A past previously unknown. The question was would Annalise's past help destroy the world or would my past help save it?

"You don't know what I have experience in Mr. Ettore." She said in a cool voice. "I can say the same for you Ms. Addision, you have no knowledge of what I am capable of." I said with a coolness that matched hers. We were now headed towards her car at the far end of the parking lot. "Well, my assumptions of your being an asshole seemed to be spot on!" she spat. "Trust me darlin, your no walk in the damn park either." A smile played at the corner of my lips in the darkness as we reached her car. Hitting the unlock button she turned to me as she leaned against her car. "Coming from you Ettore, I take that as a compliment." I moved so that I was facing her as I placed my hand on the roof of her car before leaning in near her ear. "If you liked that lil compliment believe me when I say that I'm just getting started sweetheart" I said in a low voice. I smiled in the darkness of the parking lot listening to the melody of her heart racing at our closeness. I looked forward to such encounters with her, I found her anger quite amusing, her beauty unmatched, and before I knew it I found myself falling for her. It was the ultimate betrayal to the woman that I had loved and lost centuries ago. I had promised myself that I would never love another woman as I had loved Tiet but when Annalise walked into my life all of that began to change. Falling in love with a human woman was the last thing I would have thought myself to do but as the old saying goes "the heart wants what the heart wants" but is there more to her than meets the eye?

What would you do if your entire life has been a lie? All my life I had been led to believe that my parents were dead and that my aunt passed away when I was five. I spent my childhood in and out of foster homes until I ran away at the age of twelve. With the help of a complete stranger who is now my best friend I was able to start with a clean slate but at the age of seventeen one little jog changed that. My battered body now yearns for relief from the torture it has endured and I find myself praying for death only it does not come. My captors keep referring to me as a Corbeaux but as to who or what this is I do not know. As I am transferred from one captor, Silas, to another, Judas, I can't help but find myself falling for him. I survived Silas but the question is would I survive Judas and would I find out just what it meant to be a Corbeaux?