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Goddess Isles Book 5: Fifth a Fury

Prologue

Book Five: Fifth a Fury

Sully

FURY.

Red hot.

Scalpel sharp.

Motherfucking fury.

I was its prisoner, master, and king.

It bowed to me, crippled me, and twined around my veins as I sank deeper into the sea.

Fury.

An emotion as familiar to me as the warm ocean sucking me down. A feeling I’d always tried to harness, expel, and ignore. I’d failed on multiple occasions.

I’d kneeled beneath its sinister sufferings and existed with silent loathing within my heart, but now…

Fuck.

Now... I no longer turned away from the shooting shards of hate. I welcomed the acidic contempt. I turned my back on humanity and permitted fury to strip me of everything I’d been. To delete my failures.

To erase my past. To leave me empty apart from one deeply dangerous thing.

Eleanor…

I jerked beneath the sea.

He took her.

Fury!

I welcomed the poison.

The heinous howl for blood.

Eleanor!

My fury grew again.

My bones snapped with it.

My heart smoked with it.

My entire world was soaked in rage-dripping FURY!

It mutated the water around me.

It sent shockwaves through the sea, no longer living within me but surrounding me, choking me.

Eleanor…

I opened my mouth and screamed.

Bubbles shot from my lips.

Oxygen poured from bruised lungs.

And another kind of darkness encroached.

A darkness that promised to strangle me if I didn’t find her, free her, kill him.

That was my only purpose now.

Kill.

Kill my brother.

Kill Drake.

Drake.

Motherfucking Drake.
He has her.

He took her.

He’ll DIE.~

The surface twinkled above, showing me the way to my vengeance.

My fists curled underwater.

My wounded eyes blinked in the salt.

And my fury morphed from emotion to element.

Blazing fire and howling gales—a tsunami beneath me, churning up the sea floor. I was mayhem. I was unchained.

I’m free.

Fury was no longer just a feeling but an offshoot of every disaster I wielded.

Magic.

Black magic.

Dark magic.

A magic that would extract its payment in souls.

Drake’s soul.
FURY.

His blood would flow.

His bones would snap.

His life squeezed to nothingness in my fist.

The man I’d been sank to the bottom of the ocean—useless to me now, a hindrance, a weakling who’d been afraid of his power.

A god who hadn’t been able to protect his goddess.

I was no longer divine.

I was no longer human.

I was a vampire thirsting for blood.

I was hell.

I was death.

I. Am. Fury.
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