Ice Queen (Unabridged‪)‬

Brie wasn’t happy about what was coming. She’d lived here just long enough to think of this neighborhood as home. Most people wouldn’t chose a place like Dante’s Inferno to call home. But if she was going to live anywhere, it would be here. After all, the nuns had beaten into her that she was nothing but a sinner. What better place for a sinner than Hell.

Now the neighborhood was threatened, and her past was coming to call. The ones who had abandoned her were calling her home. Those she once trusted were spinning webs. Things were not what they once were. Abaddon was still there, and her body and soul still craved him, but was he the same man she’d once known?

While Brie didn’t know what it all meant, her other side, Dabria knew exactly what to do. If anyone got in her way or raised their guns to her; she’d take them out. This was going to end one of two ways. Either she’d walk out of here in control of it all, or she’d be taken out wrapped in plastic. There was no middle ground. Dabria was the Ice Queen, an Angel of Death, and no one would cross her.