Hell Unleashed

Dante. “Where is she?” My fingers tightened around the fucker’s throat to a point where the violet bruises on his face turned crimson. His face was covered in them, and we made damn sure there wasn’t a single ounce of skin on him left unmarred. The fucker was going to pay for taking her, and then he’s going to pay for what he did to her. That is, if we can get the no good piece of shit to sing. “You’re killing him, man,’ Ryder said, sitting down by the steel table in the torture room. We had renamed it the torture room, as it only seemed fitting. The blood and guts that was left of the vamp I took care of the last time had been long since cleaned out. Myself, Liam, and Jace took turns cleaning the room out, since there was no fucking way I would have left it to Azalea or Anabelle. It still stunk like bleach, and the stringent stench didn’t help my temper one bit. I released him and he slouched back against the wall gasping for air. “If he’s not going to talk I will,” I snapped. “You’re