The Wish of the Damned Sneak Peek

A brief teaser of Chapter 3: Voyeuristic Dreams -

Three days have passed since Belial's first visit to the hospital, but she still hasn't woke up. He ought to know, he's visited everyday. He knows it's foolish to go there everyday, after all, he only met her once and not for that long of a time.

Giving the cops her name had proven useful, with it, they had been able to identify her. They'd tried to keep what they discovered from Belial, but he heard anyways. A girl born to a vagrant mother and an unknown father was taken and put through the system at a very young age, moved from one foster house to another until she was old enough to get her own place. It explained a lot to him, most specifically, why she didn't know what she was and why she didn't recognize him.

In simple, layman terms, she'd never been told. Though he does wonder if her genes had been passed from her mother or her father.

He gets up and walks over to the window, looking below at the city bustling with life. It looks nothing like the Detroit of even a decade ago, back then, the city had looked like a ghost town with very few walking on the street in broad day light, let alone at dusk, as it is now.

Belial's been sitting with Cecilia most of the day, being a Saturday, he didn't have to work. He didn't even have to come to this area of the city, but he'd found a decent excuse to come. He still hadn't bought the blasted remote he needs to get in order to replace the one he'd broke in his anger. Of course, now it's too late to go to the local electronics store. A good excuse for tomorrow night, and since tomorrow's the first night of the full moon, he's going to be here – excuse or not.