Hell Over Heels (INFERNAL COVENANT #3) by Nadine Mutas EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Nadine Mutas
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Being an angel sucked.
Or at least, being a low-ranking angel sucked. The seraphim and
cherubim sure seemed to live comfortably, not to mention the
archangels. Of course, they had a full schedule with a truckload of
responsibilities, but those were more along the lines of organizing
competitions, resolving inter-angel disputes, or supervising soul storage.
Rather than shoveling unicorn shit.
I blew an errant strand of hair out of my face as I leaned against the wall
of the large box in the stable where Derdekea kept her personal herd of
unicorns. As a cherub in charge of a sizable territory, Derdekea had amassed
quite a bit of wealth, which showed in the fact that she had several of the
rare animals in her possession. Not for riding, of course. One didn’t ride
unicorns.
No, they were for display only. To present them to visiting dignitaries
from other territories and brag about the successful breeding program.
There were always a lot of oohs and aahs when Derdekea showed off her
herd. Comments such as “spectacular silver shine” and “intricate twisting
pattern of the horns.”
Just a single one of the pointy bastards was worth thousands of souls.
If only their tempers didn’t rival those of grumpy trash monsters.
I eyed the particularly feisty specimen over in the far corner, who in
turn glared at me with the notion of utmost offense. So much hostility,
packed into the shape of an ethereally beautiful animal.
Long, slender legs that moved with the grace of a dancer, fur the color
of pearls—complete with iridescence—a slim lion’s tail tipped with a tuft of
sparkly white hair, an elegantly arched neck adorned with the same
glistening white hair for a mane, a finely sculpted head that looked like
someone once saw a horse and thought, “I can improve that,” and, of
course, the telltale horn that rose from the forehead like an ivory tower,
thicker at the base and becoming ever more slender with each twist toward
the sharp end.
How sharp exactly that end was, I had experienced on more than one
occasion. I’d run out of fingers to count the times I’d been skewered while
cleaning the stables. The wounds might have closed within minutes, but
they’d hurt like a bitch. And while my own body mended itself right quick,
my clothes didn’t, which was why I was walking around with a wardrobe of
amateurishly fixed holes. Sewing wasn’t my forte, and I couldn’t afford to
have a higher-ranking angel magically mend them for me.
“Tabris,” I said, addressing the cantankerous equine across the box from
me. “I’m just here to clean your stall, okay? No need to get all stabby with
me.”
Tabris the Menace snorted and stomped with one front hoof.
“You know the drill,” I continued, inching forward with the shovel
grasped in a white-knuckled grip. “I’m going to remove your droppings,
and you’re going to be a dear and not spear me. Are we clear?”
His shrewd silver eyes tracked my progress.
Slowly, I made my way over to the heap of excrement to his right. Far
too close to him for my liking.
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