title: Hades: A Demonica Novella (1001 Dark Nights)
author:  Larissa Ione 
description: HADES is book 13 in the combined Demonica/Lords of Deliverance series,and book 2 in the Demonica Underworld series. The books in reading order (although they can be read out of order):<br /><i><br /><i><br /><i>Pleasure Unbound</i><i> (Book 1)<br /><i>Desire Unchained</i> (Book 2)<br /><i>Passion Unleashed</i> (Book 3)<br /><i>Ecstasy Unveiled</i>(Book 4)<br /><i>Eternity Embraced</i> (Book 4.5)<br /><i>Sin Undone</i> (Book 5)<br /><i>Eternal Rider</i> (Book 6) (Lords of Deliverance series book 1)<br />Vampire Fight Club (Book 6.5)<br /><i>Immortal Rider</i> (Book 7) (Lords of Deliverance series book 2)<br /><i>Lethal Rider</i> (Book 8) (Lords of Deliverance series book 3)<br /><i>Rogue Rider</i> (Book 9) (Lords of Deliverance series book 4)<br /><i>REAVER</i> (Book 10)<br /><i>AZAGOTH </i>(Book 11) (Demonica Underworld series book 1)<br /><i>REVENANT</i> (Book 12)<br /><i>HADES</i> (Book 13) (Demonica Underworld series book 2)<br /><i>Base Instincts</i> (Book 13.5) (M/M)<br /><i>Z</i> (Book 14) (Demonica Underworld series book 3)<br /><i>RAZR</i> (Book 15) (Demonica Underworld series book 4)<br /><i>HAWKYN</i> (Book 16) (Demonica Underworld series book 5)<br /><i>Her Guardian Angel</i> Apr. 2018 (Book 17) (Demonica Underworld series book 6)</i></i></i>
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  ## Chapter One
  
  
  She woke to the knowledge that she was a murderess and that she would kill
  again. It was the only reason she continued her existence. It was what she
  lived for. To kill. Pain and hunger crawled through her body endlessly,
  relentlessly. She lay very still with the earth surrounding her, staring up at
  the star-studded night sky. It was bitterly cold. She was bitterly cold, the
  blood flowing in her veins like ice water, like acid that burned it was so
  cold.
  
  
  
  
  
  Call me to you. I will warm you.
  
  
  
  
  
  She closed her eyes as the voice slipped into her head. He called to her on
  every rising now. The voice of an angel. The heart of the demon. Her savior.
  Her mortal enemy. Very slowly she allowed breath to seep into her lungs, her
  heart to take up its steady beating. Another endless night. There had been so
  many, and all she wanted was rest.
  
  
  
  
  
  She floated out of the ground, clothing herself with the ease of long
  practice, her body clean, where her soul was 